But on her back, there was a tattoo utterly out of place with her soft skin tone, coiled upon her bare flesh: sharp feather wings enveloping a hollow heart, a Fallen Phoenix curled within, eyes shut, seemingly indifferent to everything.
"Hero, can you still fight?" The swift flipping sounds of Hunting Knowledge began, ready to initiate teleportation at any moment.
The counterattack unleashed by the Devouring Curse Demon far exceeded the Hero's expectations, with a more troublesome Curse Power than the Bone-Attaching Flame penetrating her body continuously, causing sharp pain from deep within, making the young girl's brows slightly furrow.
Though trivial compared to her current Magic Power, this bit of the curse spread unstoppably like a drop of ink in clear water, gradually contaminating all her magic power.
But, such contamination was no big deal.
"I'm fine——"
