Sylvia's Voodoo Doll Backstory


 * Note: This dialogue was from Korean. It needs a translate checking and proofreading.

Sylvia blocked the front of Sebastian, who walked in the lobby with a quick pace, as if he were running away. Her expression was intimidating as if to hurt her at once. Sebastian had a tired look on her patience as she pounded her face several days and nights.

"Why are you busy again?"

"I told you not to take time.”

"You have no patience, do not you have time to worry about it first, and why do I have to give you that damn power of darkness?"

"You are a research slave who studies power."

So what. Sebastian's wrathfulness turned his back on his nose.

"If it keeps coming out, I have a way."

Sylvia took out a small doll in her clothes with a cold voice. It was straw-free, but the problem was that the dress was not strange. Sebastian, who sensed an ominous aura, carefully asked.

"What is that?"

Sylvia took out a long needle instead of answering his question and began to stab the doll without any reason. At the same time, Sebastian rolled on the floor screaming at the painful aches that occurred throughout his body.

"Evil! Ah Ah! What is this! Ah Ah Ah!"

"If you keep avoiding it, it will make you hurt more."

Sylvia, who threw a word of conversion, passed the corridor, letting him fall, rather than stare at Sebastian in a cool expression. Sebastian, who looked at Sylvia's backward look with a frowning expression, shouted so loudly that an echo would be heard in the whole corridor.

"This is a crazy power addict!"