Hex Immunity

"Then don't mind me, eat to your heart's content," Alysa said as she removed her control over Nightmare.

The cursed armor didn't waste any time as the scarf stretched out, picking up the fresh corpse and hanging it above itself.

Then, the bottom portion of the mask ripped itself apart, creating a mouth and allowing the blood to flow right into it.

Nightmare relished the taste, squeezing out all that it could and enjoying every second of it. Dropping the dried-up corpse, the cursed armor began to change.

The mouth sewed shut and the jagged edges smoothed out, reforming Nightmare from a monstrosity back to its original armor appearance.

The girl watched the process with curiosity and was slightly surprised that she could see a person behind the mask.

"How intriguing," She said as she reached out to touch the mask but pulled back, the scarf barely missing her arm.

"Still...hungry," The armor growled, ready to pounce on its next victim.