Jezebeth ran to the boar pens, oblivious to the lack of slaves, the doll clutched tightly in her hands. The animals grunted and snorted as she approached, their beady eyes gleaming in the dim light.

She hurled the doll into the mud, her voice shaking with desperation. "You're nothing but a stupid, broken toy!"

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The boars descended on the doll, tearing into its porcelain body with tusks and teeth. Jezebeth watched, her breath coming in gasps.

At first, she felt relief. But then the boars froze. Their bodies twitched as a sickly yellow light spread through their veins, pulsating like an infection.

One by one, they turned to Jezebeth, their glowing eyes filled with unnatural hunger.

Her screams echoed into the night as the beasts charged!