"It begins small, so small that neither body nor spirit notices its existence. But with every heartbeat, it grows stronger and bigger. And once it grows to a critical mass, it would start devouring the very essence that makes someone alive"...
"The victim would start becoming weaker and weaker with every passing moment until life slowly disappeared, as though some unseen monster had feasted on them from within."
Mammon pointed toward Aurelia.
"Eventually, the serpent becomes too large, too hungry, that it tears apart its host from the inside. The body collapses and the serpent... is finally born."
Mammon's smile widened into something grotesque.
"There is no way to waste your power, Divine Paladin. Not even with your power can you remove the curse that was created by the Demon Lord himself. There is only one ending for those afflicted with Ophiuchus, and that is death."
Having explained all this, he looked directly into Reinhardt's eyes.
