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At first, Miwa smiled, satisfied as Jazdia steeled her resolve and let Arcan hold her hands. But as soon as the djinn started, Miwa's smile soon disappeared. After a moment, his expression hardened as he stared at Jazdia. Miwa had no idea what the curator had seen but the moment he took a step forward, finally speaking with an ominous tone, Miwa knew there was something wrong. Enough to make even Arcan lose his composure.

[color=6ecff6]"Arcan...? What's wrong? What do you see?"[/color] Miwa asked, confused as Arcan gave another menacing step forward, asking Jazdia if she had any idea what kind of 'evil' she was playing with with a livid tone. But before anyone could say anything more, the situation took a much worse turn as he slammed Jazdia on the wall, pinning her by the neck.

Arcan's voice rumbled the halls as he snarled about whatever it was that Jazdia apparently made a deal with, that caused her curse. Jazdia's voice faltered as she spoke with difficulty, yet the curator didn't stop. His words were grim and ominous. Whatever thing Jazdia made a deal with was enough to make even Arcan enraged and afraid. 

[color=6ecff6]"CURATOR ARCAN! PLEASE CONTROL YOURSELF!!"[/color] Miwa shouted with a firm, commanding tone as she slammed the ground with the end of her weapon together with Verdant, who had approached Arcan from behind and tapped a vial with a strange liquid inside on his back.

[color=6ecff6]"Neither one of us have any idea what is happening, Curator Arcan. It would be best to use words to explain instead of violence, wouldn't it? I urge you to calm down and explain what exactly made you act like this. Who exactly is this thing that is responsible for Jazdia's curse?"[/color] Miwa continued. Her voice, while polite still carried a clearly firm tone as she looked at Arcan with a serious stare.

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