"What do I do now?" Lyra asked her baby brother, hiding behind him as she nervously glanced at her innate curse tool lying on the floor, trying to sense the Rust Worm Spirit.
Rust Worms were already one of the stealthiest Curseling species, and now, as a curse spirit, it was even smarter. Still, since she had created it, Lyra hoped she might have some kind of authority over it or at least a connection. But to her dismay, there was nothing. Despite Ace telling her that the spirit was currently trying to latch onto her innate curse tool to devour it, she couldn't sense a thing.
Ultimately, she had to admit that her baby brother might be right. These curse entities only understood hunger and fear. Expecting anything more from them was foolish.
