I started chanting.
The Cursed Item Security Guard was pulled out of my Inventory Rune along with chains.
The heavy iron clinked and scraped the ground as the eight ends of the chains shot out and buried themselves deep into the dirt with a dull thud.
The Cursed Item hung between them, bound tight.
Its appearance had changed again.
It wasn't just a shadow with a skull face anymore.
Its body was made of writhing black worms, each one made of fear itself.
It had four arms now, and its movements twitched in unnatural ways.
'It's still changing. If it keeps going like this and regains its eldritch form, these chains won't hold it for long,' I thought.
Luckily, it would take time before that happened.
Besides, I planned to bombard it with Positive Energy from today, which would slow its change even more.
I stepped closer until I stood right in front of it.
Its three faces turned toward me, all of them watching.
