"Brother Killa? Wh-why? I always saw him as a model follower, but, for him to be a traitor and—"

"Ah! Wait, don't misunderstand. Killa didn't throw because he's a traitor. I asked him to throw me. Oh yeah, you don't look too good, [Solar Healing]— how about now, do you feel better?"

"???I am fine now... but..." Confusion was written all over Red's face. She could not grasp what Lilith was thinking, "Did anyone curse you, Priestess?"

"I'm not cursed. I'm just—oh no, I'm falling!" Lillith noticed she was starting to fall; right below her feet, she summoned the Storm Shield and seven balls of fires around her. She turned to Red, whose face turned sour, "I already healed you, so I hope you the best of luck in landing. I have to be somewhere el—"

BOOM!

Her words were cut short by the explosion that ripped her feet asunder. Blood flowed throughout the City grounds. Red regained her strength thanks to Lilith and safely landed on a rooftop, "She's as weird as bizarre as she had been before—hmm?"

From the corner of her eyes, Red saw a group of children huddled on a corner next to a pot of greeneries and a corpse of a woman mangled beyond recognition.

"St-stay away! Don't get any closer!" a boy, who seemed to be the oldest of three, stood before Red and his siblings. He held a knife, yet he trembled in fear. Nevertheless, he did not back down, "I'm warning you!"

They looked at her, fear apparent in their eyes. Red could kill them, but remembering the orders and the briefing given to them, Red sighed, "Human Cubs, are you all alo—"

She approached them—

GIEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Suddenly, a crazed group of three Tyrant Apes came running for her after smelling blood. Tyrant Apes came to her from all sides, and in response, Red jumped, twisted her body, grabbed one with each hand before biting the remaining one's neck.

Blood spurted, and her body dyed with a red hue, "—as I was saying, are you Cubs, alo—" she asked the children before noticing that the three had collapsed from fear.

The boy lost consciousness standing, his trousers wet, but Red laughed, "Hohoho, a fighter amongst the Cubs… he has a great future, maybe the two behind him as well? Hmm~" Red smiled after an idea surfaced.

***

2s — 1s — [Blood Executioner Form] — End — Debuff, Mana Cost of blood-related increased x2.

Losing the Blood Executioner form, Dhampy resorted to using her mana, and with how little she had remaining and how much damage she received from this alone, it did not look good for her.

'Vitality decreasing, mana rapidly being drained more considerably than normal….'

Dhampy was undead and already lost her sense of fatigue. Her limiters had long been lifted, and she could push through anything. Even if the fatigue gauge she gained from Lilith meant nothing, even if it reaches 150 percent.

Though such a state admittedly starts reducing her health over time if she chooses to continue bodily functions.

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Earlier, she was beaten badly by the Gargankong, and to survive; she had to use what little of the Darkness she had in store. The drawbacks of the Blood Executioner form were also not helping.

Adding that Dhampy needed to explore the vast expanse of the Wendigo's bodily system and have blood continuously flow, she was slowly losing control. In the past, she was taught the functionality of blood in preparation for her role. However, not every humanoid being shares a similar circulatory system.

Dhampy needed to be completely concentrated to grasp half of what she needed to do. For the last minute and a half, Dhampy poured everything she had in trying to keep the Wendigo alive. Her only consolation was that it was unconscious, making it easier for her to save its life.

But even that did not last long. The savage anomaly opened its eyes, its horns glowed with black light, "Black Blood… you… are you trying to keep me alive?"

The Wendigo could not understand why the being trying to end its life was doing such a thing. It asked but received no answer, for Dhampy was too focus even to utter a single syllable. If there was a lapse in her focus for a moment, then her control may result in a vein or artery exploding.

The Wendigo, or rather, the being controlling the Wendigo, was left to think of the reason on its own. The one before him was not the Black Blood it knew, and the girl nearby, shedding tears, was no Black Flame.

'These two are both perfect hosts.'

It gathered information it had at hand, and then, it smiled, "You need me for something, don't you?"

Dhampy did not show much change in her emotion. But the Wechuge did not care, for it instead laughed, "HAHAHA! How desperate must you be to attempt in my revival? What is it that you desire? You are not absorbing the Darkness, so it must not be the fact that your own is starting to dissipate. It is also not because of this vessel, as I can see you care little for it, or that you—no… it can't be..."

The Wendigo mumbled, its brain scattered, for it felt a wave of fear washing over it, "that—that's…."

The Wendigo looked straight in the eyes of the undead; desperation quickly filled its heart and eyes, "Bla-black blood! I know you are in there! It's coming! We have to go!"

Dhampy still did not budge from what she was doing. She wanted to pry what it was talking about, but keeping it alive was Dhampy's goal.

"LET ME GO!"

It suddenly fell silent, and without any prompt, the Wendigo's body convulsed violently.

"Shit!" Dhampy and her hands were pushed out of the Wendigo's body, losing control of the blood, and almost immediately, the blood scattered on the ground accompanied by its entrails, "NO!"

Dhampy screamed at the thought of failure. Quickly, she pinned the Wendigo on the ground with her sword hanging by her waist, "Phantom Soldiers…."

Dhampy called forth three shadow portals connecting to a pocket dimension underneath the Wendigo's arms and neck. Hands came from below to hold it down—Dhampy grit her teeth in an attempt to contain its movements. The Wendigo wanted to escape, and she the opposite.

The two fought for control.

"Human! Help me!" she cried out for help only to see Mirsha on the ground enveloped in black flames, writhing in pain, "Tsk! I have to do it on my own…."

Dhampy swiftly moved her hands and controlled the flow of blood, and stop them from spilling. She made sure to keep the blood to be resupplied or else it would die from blood loss.

"It's coming! NOO!!!! UNHAND MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” The Wendigo howled in defiance, but it could not get away no matter how much it struggled. Knowing this fact, the Wendigo stuck out its tongue!

CHOMP!

SPSSSH!

Blood spurted out from the Wendigo's mouth. However, the blood did not belong to it. Instead, it came from Dhampy's arm having been bitten off!

She would not let it die in accordance with Lilith's orders, "Don't even try. You're not dying on my watch."

The Wendigo tried to commit suicide multiple times, even casting itself on ice just so that it could freeze to death, but, just in the nick of time, Mirsha regained herself and raised the temperature!

A human and daemon tried their best to keep the Wendigo alive and contained.

BOOM!

Then, the Wendigo fell silent as the mute sound of an explosion reached its ears, "It's… coming. NONONONONONONO!"

BOOM! BOOM!

Dhampy and Mirsha raised their heads as they too heard its arrival, and from above, they saw a tiny figure crashing down.

CRASH!

Its clothing charred and tattered, its stubbly legs caked in in blood and charred skin, Lilith descended from above. "Where's the one dying!?"

She asked despite looking as if she's about to walk towards the light.