The Soul Eater gazed at the unharmed Lin Yiyi, lost in thought for a long while.
Strange, the touch was definitely correct.
Based on the texture of her flesh, she should be just an ordinary bronze-tier Swordsman...
But upon hearing Annan and Salvatore's shouts, its intelligence level, superior to that of an average adult, immediately realized something.
—That's right, Curse Binding cannot come without a cost.
Even more so for young humans of the bronze tier.
I understand. She might have used some harsh Curse Binding to reverse her own time...
But no matter what—
The Soul Eater's dark grey vertical pupil once again closed the innermost layer of its triple eyelids.
It turned its head back and bit its tail once more, straightening it out.
Just kill her one more time.
After all, it was hardly any trouble to do so—