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Black blood started dripping from Vanessa’s nostrils and her lips began to rot. Her skin gave off a foul odor of rotten fish which made Rosella cover her face in disgust. Vanessa's internal organs had started decomposing and she was slowly turning into a living corpse. Rosella cast a healing spell to counter the decomposition, calling on the blessings of the saints to boost her holy magic. It was just enough to slow down the spread of the demonic rot. This was only a means to buy her a few more minutes. Time was running out and with each passing second, Vanessa’s chances of survival were diminishing. As long as the Hellspawn was inside her, there was no way to save her life. Something wriggled inside Vanessa’s belly, clearly visible through her skin which had become thin and membranous n