Enka's voice kept ringing through Eiro's ears, as if he had been screaming right next to his head. But that was all it was, he really didn't feel influenced by his voice all that much.
"I don't know what you're talking about. Did we meet before?" The Demon asked with a light grin as he slowly stood up. When he placed too much weight on his left leg, he nearly fell down again though. Eiro barely noticed through all the pain that the Bloodlust had put him under, but it seemed like his leg was broken. The central part of the blessing's mark that was on his chest was completely gone as well, just replaced by burnt up skin and blood.
