Seraphine's voice echoed through the tower as she made her way to the spot where Watchman had met his demise. "To uncover the truth, you must ascend this tower," she proclaimed, her eyes fixed on the distant destination. "For now, let us absorb the residual energy to bolster our strength within these walls. While slaying a god may not reward you directly, once you consume its power, no restraints can hold you back."
Intrigued by her words, Arthur raised an eyebrow and posed a question, "But wouldn't divine energy be harmful to you, being a demon and all?" He admitted his limited knowledge of other realms, but his assumption wasn't entirely misplaced.
"Energy is energy, regardless of its origin," Seraphine replied, her tone confident. "Once it is severed from its owner, it becomes free for the taking. Just like how regular folks gain power by drinking our blood without undergoing demonic transformation. Come, join me here and claim your share."
