"See?" asked Mori toward Aura.
She was crying, staring at the ground.
"You're weak, I can tell. I sensed the negative energy earlier, you might have a few spells up your sleeves but none that can deal with me," said Griswald.
Mori was about to answer, but the maid entered his field of view. She was walking fast, panicked.
Griswald frowned while Mori smiled.
As she got closer, she slowed down, trying to catch her breath.
"Please... don't... kill the young mistress," she said.
As she got closer, she lifted her fist toward Mori, opening it.
As soon as she did, he raised his hand toward her, a smaller chain quickly exited his palm and went through the ring she had.
"And now, I have it," said Mori.
"You pathetic... Betraying..." said Griswald.
"Seems like she's the only one who cares about you," said Mori to Aura.
"And what now?" said Griswald raising both hands toward the sky. "You're forcing me to kill you? How are you winning, here? That ring has no powers useful in combat."
He put the ring in his pocket and threw the stake on the ground.
"Don't need this, anymore," he said to himself.
He walked a few steps forward, then turned sideways, raising a hand toward Aura.
"[Cursed Chains]"
Aura's stomach was pierced by a new chain that went cleanly through her and the tree behind.
Along the chain ran her blood, before falling to the ground, evaporating.
She barely reacted, staring down at her new wound.
The chain was glowing purple.
He closed his eyes for a second while holding it.
His lips moved as if he was saying something, but no words made it out.
Griswald raised both arms, he used his nails to slash both his wrists.
Blood started flowing from them, and as it did, he started moving his arm, his blood fluidly following his movements like whips were attached.
Griswald exhaled loudly, "Like I said..." He had a disappointed tone. "All you're doing is prolonging the process by a short amount."
He started whipping his blood around, making the trees on both sides of Mori and Aura fall to the ground.
The maid's body split in half before them, as well as everything else around.
He didn't look even look at her.
He was flailing his arms around, not a care in the world, as he slowly walked forward.
"You've achieved nothing," said Griswald.
Every time his whip cracked on the ground, it made it vibrate more intensely than an earthquake.
How powerful is he?! The game described him as weakened but if that's him weak, I'm glad I'm not facing him at full strength.
A chain rapidly cut through the ground, piercing Griswald's wrist.
It rapidly reeled in, bringing him down to one knee and forcing him to let go of Mori's neck.
He raised his other hand, but it was also quickly pierced, bringing Griswald down on both knees.
The tension in the chains was strong, he fought to keep balance.
"You pathetic coward!" Yelled Griswald.
Two other chains appeared, piercing both his shoulders and reeling him backward, laying him flat on the ground.
"Curse users! All a bunch of cowards!"
"Ironic."
Both his ankles were also perforated, holding him tightly to the ground.
Griswald bit his tongue, blood quickly rose from his mouth but after half a second fell back into it.
He turned his head sideways, spitting it out.
"Fuck!"
Mori slowly walked toward the stake he had made earlier, picking it up and going back toward Griswald.
"Don't you dare! If you kill me I'll curse you from the other side! You'll never be rid of me, you hear me?! I'll come back! And I'll get you..."
"You're not going to the other side."
Mori raised the stake above his head, and quickly brought it down, piercing Griswald's body.
Griswald screamed while insulting Mori with all his being.
Once it was cleanly in, Mori started stomping on it with his foot, pushing it further down.
I should probably mark him beforehand...
He raised his arm above the stake, cut his wrist with a chain, and let his blood drip down.
He noticed his blood had grown into a darker shade of red.
Probably their fault, thought Mori recalling the hexes crawling into his body.
"You're lucky. This branded curse is stronger than the one I used on your daughter. I don't even need a drop of your blood. All you need is mine."
"You piece of-"
"Shut up."
He stopped talking.
"You'll now be working for me, take good care of me, alright?" said Mori, smiling.
From under him, bands of white cloth started wrapping him tightly, starting from his feet.
Griswald repeatedly looked down, struggling, but the chains were tightly holding him down.
His angered gaze, at the end, was a scared one, before his eyes disappeared behind the white cloth.
A mummy-wrapped Griswald was all that remained, with a stake poking out of his chest.
Mori slowly turned around.
He was looking at Aura, her still body dangling from a tree, with dried blood and withering skin.