"Aren't you going to ask where I came from?"
As we walked, Sylvia Blue suddenly asked with a mischievous smile. I shook my head.
"I'm not interested in other people's pasts. Where you come from doesn't matter. All I need to know is that you're strong."
I stared quietly at Sylvia Blue, thinking about Entity 001 being injured. That injury left 001 unable to withstand the immense Curse Power, and the woman who wounded 001 was Sylvia Blue.
"Why didn't you kill her?"
I asked, and Sylvia Blue turned her head and shook it.
"There's no point in killing things that never truly existed."
I kept my eyes fixed on Sylvia Blue. She seemed to know something, but wasn't willing to share it. Gradually, Sylvia Blue stopped. I quickly walked up to her. It was the root of some kind of plant, but it had already withered and died, petrified and exposed above the ground. Sylvia Blue walked over and touched it lightly. With a crack, the massive root shattered, and the stone-like fragments fell to the ground.
Everything here immediately reminded me of those dark red Despair Thorns that had entangled me before.
"It's completely necrotic."