A Cursed Child

Kush tried to stay calm and asked Sarah with a smile, "Sarah, what are you doing?"

Sarah made a face as if she has heard something disgusting. "Who Sarah? Are you talking about that female hooligan? I am Samar. Call me elder brother." She said with a proud expression and shifted her gaze on Lav. "Be quick! Show me your tongue. Are you waiting for the chicks to hatch from the eggs?"

"Pfftt..." The trio started to snicker.

Lav remained silent. Cold sweat started to emerge on his forehead when he noticed Sarah holding his wrist, pressing her index and middle finger on his vein.

"Sarah, enough kidding." He said solemnly and tried to pull his hand back from her grip.

Sarah's expressions darkened. She let go of his wrist and swiftly pressed a pressure point on Lav's arm, making him unable to move his hand.