Celestia Fawkes was startled by the sudden turn of events. She glanced around but found nothing, and asked in confusion, "Great Witch, what's wrong?"
"My gu poison parasite is gone!"
Ignatius Phoenix's tattoo-covered face twisted into an even more sinister expression.
Her withered fingers suddenly lunged for the ugly doll on the altar, yelling at the top of her lungs, "Who dares steal this old witch's Golden Silkworm King?!"
Luna Sutton held her breath, wrapped herself tightly in the Invisibility Cloak, and hugged the wall, inching slowly toward the door.
Celestia Fawkes frowned and turned to head outside, only to almost bump right into her.
Luna's heart thumped wildly; she dodged to the side in a panic, stepping straight onto the corpse of a Crimson-banded Serpent on the ground.
It was slippery and disgusting; she nearly slipped and fell, barely managing to steady herself in time.
But she still made a sound.
