The doll (2)

Lucien vigilantly looked up and found himself face to face with a very ugly, old-fashioned doll dressed in a straw mat.

A small cabin stood at the back of the temple, just as Aiden had described.

The cabin boasted beautifully carved stone decorations, abundant with fresh fruits, lush leaves, and vibrant flowers. If there's one thing that's out of place, it's the doll at the center.

One of its eyes was missing, replaced by messy stitches that covered half of its face. Currently, the hideous doll glared menacingly at both of them.

Sticky, gooey liquid began materializing in its two hands.

The doll's face twisted into an ugly expression. To the point that anyone who sees it feels disgust rather than fear.

"DIE!! DIE!!! DIE!!!"

The doll kept throwing balls of sticky, gooey liquid in their direction. Lucien pulled Aiden behind his back and deflect the gooey liquid with his blade.