"That's… frozen blood?" Illiana doubtfully asked.
Although it was clearly blood, it had a slightly different scent compared to the smell of human blood that she knew. It felt much more… familiar?
She looked up to meet Tristan's eyes.
"Elf blood?" the dark elf voiced her suspicion. Even so, despite her questioning tone, she was almost completely sure that she was right.
"As expected of you, princess," Tristan casually complimented. "These cubes of blood are from frozen Forlorn elf blood given by our donors. I will get straight to the point, i wish for some of your elites to donate some of theirs. Do you think you'll be able to do it?"
Although Tristan used the word 'donate', the dark elf understood what he meant and teh girl answer did not disappoint.
