Ethan exhaled slowly, realizing that dealing with a curse was far more complicated than he had imagined.
'It's fine… I only need to restrain it temporarily, until I grow strong enough to fight on my own.'
Reaffirming his resolve, he lifted his gaze back to the witch.
"I understand the situation well enough. Let us begin—there is no time to waste."
He sat down, removed his coat, and exposed the back of his neck.
He wanted this over as quickly as possible.
Meanwhile, tension was clearly written across Luna's face. She clutched her mentor's robe tightly.
"M-Master… will I really be able to do something like this? I… I am not as talented as my sister Moon."
Her voice lacked confidence entirely.
Vanessa frowned.
"Luna, stop belittling yourself."
She removed Luna's hat and forced her to meet her eyes.
"Do not compare yourself to your sister. Each of you has your own strengths—and your own weaknesses."
