C1259 Witchcraft to Silent Night(2)
"Wooo ~ ~" Bedivere felt a tearing pain in his four limbs. Countless black tentacles with barbed hooks wrapped around his arms and legs, pulling with all his might. In a few seconds, Werewolf Youth would be cut into five pieces!
There was no way to break free! This time, the tentacles seemed to be the most special out of all of the beast's tentacles