She’d dealt with this kind of thing before—back then, Freya had been wrapped up from head to toe.
Now it was just her face… it should be fine, right?
Freya could handle the pain on her face, but she really didn’t want to go out looking all bruised and swollen.
So after hesitating for a while, she decided to put the thing on her face.
It looked like a mask, but it was so thin it was more like a facial sheet.
“Mmph!” As soon as the mask stuck to her face, it seemed to come alive, wriggling as...
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