It was only at this moment that Little Brother Cat clearly saw that the disk wasn't a disk at all—it was a small coffin. However, this disk covered with runes was placed on top of the small coffin, covering only half of the center, and the small coffin was black, almost level with the ground, covered with golden runes just like the disk. If you didn't look closely, you wouldn't even notice it.
And that cat spirit was stuffed into this coffin.
Next, one cat, two cats, three cats...
Little Brother Cat watched helplessly as each cat was killed by that black hand and then stuffed into that small coffin.
Soon, it was its turn.
"Meow..." No! It didn't want this!
Little Brother Cat struggled desperately, but it couldn't escape its fate. It was bound to that cross and had its neck clamped tightly by that black hand.
Breathing became difficult.
Consciousness became fuzzy.
No! It didn't want to die!
It hadn't found that woman with the rose fragrance yet, it didn't want to die!
