Sekhmet underestimated the power of the slave brand. Although she was in control of Yeji's body, she was still bound to the rules of the divine game. As such, she couldn't force herself out of the slave brand imposed on Yeji.
Sekhmet bit her lips in frustration. She had come with dreams of ruling the world and reshaping it in her image. Only to be forced into submission by a mere mortal. Unable to bear the humiliation, Sekhmet's eyes glowed with rage.
If she couldn't force the brand off herself, she would blackmail the mortal into letting her go. If he didn't, she would kill his precious sister. But as she raised a blood spear, ready to strike herself, YuWon cut her off.
"I forbid you to harm yourself," YuWon mumbled with a smile.
As he did, the blood spear in Sekhmet's hand dropped to the ground. Sekhmet's eyes were wide in disbelief.
