"Ha ha~ Waaa~"
The wild laughter abruptly cut off. The savage grin on Dark Blood Demon's face froze as if encased in ice, replaced by a mixture of disbelief, shock, and sudden agony.
He instinctively covered his mouth, feeling waves of stinging pain from within it. His eyes were filled with horror and confusion.
How... how was this possible?!
His scarlet-patterned pupils suddenly contracted as he stared fixedly at Fors before him, as though trying to find an answer in her calm expression.
Fors stood where she was, her skirt gently swaying in the breeze. The smile on her face had not diminished, but instead gained a touch of mockery. Her red lips parted as she clearly and forcefully uttered two words: "Kneel!"
"Little girl, who do you think I am? Someone like you—"
Dark Blood Demon's angry rebuke was cut short by a dull bang. Without warning, his body pitched forward, and both knees slammed heavily into the ground, sending fine cracks through the hard rock.
This sudden posture of submission left even him stunned, his widened eyes full of question marks ⊙_⊙.
"How is it? Fun, isn't it, this curse power?"
Fors looked down at the kneeling Dark Blood Demon, the corner of her lips curling slightly. She extended a slender finger and gently pinched the Voodoo Doll's neck.
Almost at that very instant, an intense feeling of suffocation gripped Dark Blood Demon's throat, as though an invisible hand had tightly clamped around it, leaving him unable to breathe.
This curse... is real? Dark Blood Demon screamed inwardly, and at last, a trace of fear toward the unknown appeared in his eyes. When? When exactly did she curse me?
With nothing more than a title that did not even count as a true name, plus a crude Voodoo