Bloodline Echoes
When Victor and Videl walked back to the guild, Victor's thoughts were no longer in the street before him.
His body moved beside her.
His mind had already gone elsewhere.
Back to the conversation.
Back to the queen.
Back to possibility.
The late afternoon light poured across the stone roads of Fantom City in long gold strips, merchants shouting in the distance while carriage wheels groaned over uneven streets. Yet Victor heard almost none of it.
Only the words turning again and again within him.
So the queen has the same ailment as Eon, and she didn't call it a curse, instead it's a blessing... I see, how interesting. An ability only given to her bloodline. The more mana she has the greater the power, but she would be unable to use even the simplest of spells. Well I guess that's a fair exchange for such enormous power.
His lips curved faintly.
Excitement.
That dangerous kind.
This world never ceased feeding his hunger.
