After admiring the young man's miserable state for a few more minutes, Harley stopped wasting time.
All the Spider Silk snapped at once, turning into magic and inflicting one final bout of pain on him.
Looking at the young man's miserable state, Harley shook her head. "This won't do! You look far too conspicuous.
"I suppose I'll have to give you a little treatment. Ah, I'm really too kind."
Two silver fruits flew out of Harley's pocket.
Harley gave a light wave, and Spider Silk instantly wrapped around the fruits. The strands tightened, squeezing the fruits into juice.
"Distortion: Enlarge." Harley coldly raised her left hand and clenched it around empty air.
The young man's body came into contact with the juice, and the bulging veins slowly returned to normal.
The juice of these fruits had a fairly decent healing effect. In the wild, people in the know often used it to treat wounds.
Harley used the Fallen Glove's Distortion to amplify its healing properties.
As for what side effects this might have, that was outside Harley's concerns.
At the same time, several gray beams shot from Harley's fingertips and sank into the young man's forehead.
"Sorry, but I can only let you die confused. To keep myself out of trouble, I'll seal your memories."
The young man wanted to struggle, wanted to beg for mercy, but couldn't utter a word.
His face a mixture of hatred and despair, he slowly closed his eyes and lost consciousness.
The wall of Spider Silk dissolved. Harley left without looking back, remembering to take his pocket before she went.
If you provoked a Demoness, you had to be ready to face the consequences.
Now that he could live a few more days instead of turning straight into a skeleton, he ought to be