Blood seeped into the ground, then disappeared swiftly.
A small bat with a tuft of white fur on its chest, its wings covered with striking red blood lines, was lying in a giant pool of blood, slowly absorbing the blood energy within and storing it for the next battle.
If viewed with Spiritual Vision, one would see a Magic Array composed of Blood Magic Power taking shape into a vast network, absorbing the essence of every drop of blood shed in this cruel war into the center of the array.
Under normal circumstances, the blood should have already coagulated, yet it remained vibrant at this moment.
Kurs, clad in a black robe, suddenly revealed himself: "Miss, you haven't been appearing much these days, not even visiting Miss Chelina as you used to. Shouldn't you inform the master? He would surely be worried."
"Forget it, Kurs."
"Just like you've done before, not everything needs to be reported to the master."
