Breaking the Curse

Quinsha's question made Axton freeze, he forgot that the girl in front of him was so smart that she was very good at guessing things.

"What do you think?" Axton asked back after a moment of silence.

Quinsha looked nervous at Axton's question.

"It's late, can you tell me what I should help you with?" Quinsha dispelled her nervousness by diverting the conversation.

"Give me your hand!"

Quinsha frowned as Axton asked her to extend her hand.

"Don't be afraid! I won't hurt you! I'm just like you!" Axton said with a smile. Axton tried to get Quinsha to believe him.

Despite her hesitation, Quinsha stretched out her hand.

"Ahhh..." Quinsha groaned as Axton poked her hand with a needle.

For a moment, Axton was tempted by the blood dripping from Quinsha's finger. However, he immediately warded off his desire and pulled Quinsha's hand toward the statue.

"What are you doing?" Quinsha asked fearfully.