Viola's sprinting steps suddenly faltered. She whipped her head around, her gaze cutting through the dim corridor and fixing on the direction where Lu Xiu had just disappeared.
But she only looked for an instant.
Very soon, Viola shook her head.
Impossible.
That was not a weapon an ordinary country girl could touch and control at all—unless she could find and learn the magic scattered throughout The Witch's House—
Boom!
Before Viola could even finish the thought in her mind, a muffled, massive crash rang out deep within the mansion without the slightest warning.
Immediately afterward, the entire Witch's House began to shake violently. On the wall before her eyes, pulsing dark-red veins of flesh and blood abruptly surfaced.
They seemed to be in great pain, twisting and spasming wildly.
Then large sections of them began to split apart, wither, and die.
All kinds of strange wails and eerie cries kept coming from deep within the mansion.
Dust sifted down from the ceiling.
The air, originally cold and gloomy, seemed to freeze at that moment too.
It was as if The Witch's House had suddenly gone insane, directly ignoring the rules, slipping free of control, and starting to encircle and kill something—and in the end, it had lost.
This sudden abnormal change made the soul tremble, freezing every existence inside the mansion in place.
Even the purple-haired girl behind Viola, who had been in a berserk pursuit, was stunned hard by this unexpected accident.
Viola was likewise forced to slow down, unconcealable bewilderment appearing on her face.
What was going on?!
Just as Viola's mind went blank, ripples of space suddenly spread through the darkness at her side.
"Meow."
With a cat's cry.
A pitch-black cat landed lightly by Viola's feet, then began running with her.
"Looks like something's happened."