Sylvia's POV:

It suddenly struck me that when Hobson had licked my blood, the black death curse he was afflicted with had been lifted for a while.

The same thing had also happened to Blair and Rufus before.

This proved that my blood was effective against Noreen's curses.

Since this was the case, I could use my blood to test if the black thorn on Rufus' back was my hallucination.

If it was not an illusion, my blood would be able to slow the spread of the black thorn.

Then, I would be able to buy some more time to look for Noreen.

However, I would prefer if this was just my illusion. I would rather have an issue myself than know that something horrible was really happening to Rufus.

I couldn't stand the pain of losing him.

my blood was truly precious. I would have to ask Maya to

matter over in my mind, the more excited I became. I couldn't fall asleep, so I got out of bed and watched the playback of Rufus' webcast from today. There were too many comments

account was simplistic. The only post was a picture of

was elegant, slender, and strong. It was tightly intertwined with the

love to

my eyes fell on Harry's latest post. It was a photo of a

for a long time and slowly

I look handsome? I've just dyed

that the color on your butt has

responded with a terrified emoji. "Help! I was too excited to notice it. Shit! This hair dye is not of good

left a comment with a laughing emoji. "You're so hilarious, Harry. Turns

couldn't help but comment, "Harry, aren't you worried you'll become a bald wolf if you continue dyeing your hair so frequently?" Joanna

I passed the time browsing social media in this manner, but

my mind flashed back to the terrible look on his face before he left, I was automatically worried. Had something

was not sleepy anymore. So, I got up and

cook breakfast. After packing what I cooked

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