Of the many magics engraved on the ceiling of this underground cave, my attention was drawn to Zoe's cursed chain heated with Fireball magic.
The simple form of Zoe magic only heated the curse chain to a red color, triggering a scorching sensation that burned the body of the Dark Elf who was drowning in fear, and the brave Dark Elf who stared at me with a murderous aura.
I just smiled in relief because this troublesome fight ended with Zoe's help.
I had no other idea than to make them suffer with Zoe's curse chain, which would erode their consciousness into a nightmare. They wouldn't fall asleep, but the nightmare would replay itself over and over again in their heads until their consciousness crossed the river of death.
There were no wounds on their bodies...
They only died after experiencing recurring nightmares, under the pressure of curse chains heated by Fireball magic.
