But then a second came, and a third, and a fourth, all scrambling to get to her...
Their skin was black coarse cloth, covered in patterns that looked decorative but were actually incantations. They had clumsy limbs and eyes like black beans. Some even had green grass sprouting from their heads.
Anyone would be terrified being chased by such a bizarre group of "things." What's more, Xin Huohuo knew that inside each doll was a child's "corpse." If their physical bodies were destroyed, their souls—which had not yet passed on—would have no vessel even if they were freed. These innocent, pure children would be dead for good.
'Am I going to be an accomplice to this?'
"You despicable, shameless bastard!" Xin Huohuo shrieked, then darted away.
