As the dark blood oozed out of Olivia and Jacqueline, the excruciating pain zapped through their bodies.

Olivia was on the brink of losing herself, and Jacqueline was no less better.

Jacqueline had always been arrogant her whole life, but now, she struggled to quell the urge to scream. All she could do was watch the filthy blood flowing out of her.

The pain was too much to hold in, causing Olivia to shake. She tightly clutched the hem of her shirt, trying not to break the ritual.

According to their plan, the bleeding was supposed to stop after a certain period.

Jacqueline's bleeding showed an indication of stopping, but not Olivia's. Olivia lost more blood than Jacqueline did. She was basically sitting in a pool of dark blood! It was as though something was sucking her blood dry out of her.

Olivia noticed the situation and started panicking. But she didn't dare to do anything because she wasn't the witch. Plus, she hadn't dealt with curses. What if she interrupted the ritual a