Forgotten? How could she forget! It could still control the black orbs!
Theresia struggled continuously, trying to break free from the bindings. However, the black tentacles wrapped tightly around her hands and feet like venomous snakes, suspending her high in mid-air.
She had been gripping the shovel tightly, hoping to find a glimmer of hope through it, but as her left hand gradually lost its strength, the shovel ultimately fell ruthlessly to the ground, producing a crisp and loud "clang."
Chapter 30