"Damn, a bunch of lunatics! Don't die on my ship." Sela grumbled as she dismissed the ritual.
As the gathered spiritual essence dissipated, the once solidified state rapidly deteriorated, and in Lance's inspiration, he seemed to sense a power from the deep sea within it.
This is not simply a matter of spiritual overdraft, nor a ritual backlash, but a damn Merfolk Curse polluting Amanda's spiritual essence.
Sela coldly watched on with a straight face; she never had much fondness for Amanda, so if she died, it was just fine.
That's what she thought, but it was more of an excuse to convince herself; in reality, there was a slight unease in her heart.
Also, she secretly mocked Amanda for trusting this guy to be able to…
But at that moment, Lance reached out and directly grabbed Amanda's hand, initiating Bless.
The strange force entangling Amanda shattered like waves crashing into rocks, forcibly driven away from her.
