"She's getting sleepy. Anyone got something sweet?" "Man, she's getting tired again?" "Well, looks like you've got something sweet right here! ... What?"
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Y/n was uncontrollably sweating.
She couldn't move her body.
In fact, she didn't even notice the fact that Megumi was standing in front of her, placing his cursed tool in front of him before the ground abruptly vibrated, making Megumi and Y/n stumble backward. Y/n blinked as she noticed Megumi's blade was completely broken.
She lightly shook her head as she realized that the curse had already attempted to attack her with a cursed ball when she was slightly unconscious.
The duo was then suddenly lifted by a pair of strong furry arms as they were brought back to avoid getting attacked by the cursed spirit. She looked up and noticed the fusion of Megumi's demon dogs.
"Nue!" Megumi whisper-shouted, placing his hands together. But suddenly, the curse reappeared right in front of them, and punched Megumi directly in the head, sending him flying back and hitting his head against the wall.
Y/n just stared in shock. He wasn't moving. Blood was splattered all over where he came into contact with the wall. His demon dog fusion had also dissipated.
She whipped her head to look back at the curse but noticed that it had disappeared as well.
Where could it be?
Y/n sweatdropped. As much as she wanted to go check on Megumi, the presence of the curse had completely disappeared.
She uncontrollably sweated as he did multiple turns, getting chills down her spine.
Where is it?
She was growing impatient. Megumi's life was on the line.
A small piece of debris fell and lightly fell onto her head. Her eyes widened to the length of saucers.
Above me!
The curse was somehow standing on the ceiling, defying gravity. It smiled widely at her as it placed its palms together and faced it towards Y/n. Then from his hands, it launched a barrage of yellow cursed balls.
Y/n swiftly moved to evade the attacks. She skillfully maneuvered through the air, narrowly dodging the projectiles. However, a few managed to connect, causing searing pain and leaving her with a few cuts along her body. Gritting her teeth, she fought through the pain and retaliated.
Placing her hands together and creating a sign, she imagined and summoned a flame-structured weapon that looked like a long poleblade. Spinning the fiery weapon in her hand, she exhaled softly as she lunged at the curse with a swift and precise attack.
The curse, taken aback by her ferocity, struggled to defend itself. Y/n's dagger sliced through the air, leaving a trail of crimson flames in its wake. The curse placed its arms in its face, protecting it as Y/n shot by, swinging her blade in all sorts of directions. She smoothly landed back on the ground as she looked up. She quickly analyzed its figure. She was able to wound the curse, causing it to stagger backward on the ceiling.
