The alley is lined with garbage cans, the smell of rotting food and trash filling the surrounding air. There is an eerie silence on the streets broken only by the occasional footsteps or rustling of nearby dumpsters. The shadows cast by the street lamps making it difficult to see what might be lurking amongst them, non-sorcerers passing by unaware of the fight that just took place in there.

As Suguru uses his technique to consume you - a cursed spirit, you break away from it with the little strength you have left, refusing to become his and freeing yourself, looking at your opponent with a disgusted expression.

“Uh? What- why are you looking at me like this?! I should be the one disgusted.” He quickly answers with an embarrassed sigh, shaking his head to recompose himself. “Now stop being difficult, you have already lost, you're just making this more uncomfortable for the both of us.” Suguru says firmly, wanting for you to be yielding. The sorcerer winces at the thought of having to ingest yet another curse, remembering the disgusting taste that he's grown all too familiar with.