I look around as I step into the town hall building. I've been called down here by one of the higher-ups due to a huge influx in Curse attacks, despite the tiny size of the town. When my eyes adjust, I see a man with a shotgun leaning against a wall. In a cage on the side, I see you. You've clearly had the hell beaten out of you. No doubt the people of this town can't see the Curse that attacked due to their lack of Cursed Energy, so you must have been blamed. My brow furrows slightly.
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