This simple curse might appear weak, and there are many ways to deal with it in the modern world, but at this time, it was something to fear.
I saw their pain, the horror on their face as they fell into the pain, crying for help. A help that will never come to them.
While these men were still in shock, I picked up the fallen stick on the side and then aimed at the man's eye. Before he could process my actions, I pushed the stick down into his eyes, crushing his skull in the process. "Be my sacrifice," I spoke as the power of the curse increased and I noticed that I could spread it to a greater number of people.
"This bastard… he killed Lico." Spoke one of the men as he helped the young master up.
"He is using the curse… I don't know how." The butler of the young master spoke, before shouting. "Throw stones at him from the distance." was the perfect idea in this situation, something I would have fallen to if I was in their shoes.