"But you just were wounded yesterday! You cannot go!"
Mother pulled on my arm. After my talk with Edward she asked me a lot of questions.
"Why are you angry? Who is that man? Are you in pain? Why do you want to find him?"
And other several thousands like that kind. I either lied, ignored or brushed it off.
"Mother please let go."
I said in a tired voice.
"I will be be explaining you, later. But not now."
"What about Doğukan's and Leyla's funerals?"
My entire body froze.
"Shut up rookie! We are not going to die! We are just going to stall time!"
"This is not the first time we faced something strong. We know how to deal with it."
Sounds of bones being crushed. Doğukan not being able to breathe after his throat was torn open.
"Burak. Survive."
My eye throbbed with pain.
"That bitch! She should have died silently!"
Sound of that monster, no werewolf mocking her. I gritted my teeth. I turned around and looked at my Mother's eyes.
"I don't deserve it."
I couldn't fucking save them. Now, being alive I was supposed to go to their families and say " I am sorry for your child"? Fuck that.
"But it can't be like that! They were your friends!"
"Esra, stop. He knows. He always knew things better than both of us."
Father looked at me with a difficult expression in his face. Despite it, he tried to back me up. He put his hand in my shoulder.
"You healed, right?"
I nodded. He sighed.
"You know how it is Burak. We will go talk to them. You do what you must do. Just… Be safe out there."
"Thank you."
I left without looking back at them. I wore my classic dungeon get-up. While the ones I wore at last time was destroyed fully, I had spares. Durable boots that nearly reached my knees.. Forearm protecters. A long jacket. Several belts with throwing knifes. Cargo pants. Bow and arrows. The sword Edward left for me. All clothes I wore was made for hunters. While they were mass produced, they could stop blades at least.
"You are punctual."
Edward stood at the edge of the roof. Night wind blowed gently. Despite it being gentle, it caused my eye to hurt.
"So, how we are going to do?"
I half asked and half barked him. He pulled something from his pocket and threw at me. I caught it without a problem. I looked at it:
"Blood?"
A darker shade of red.
"You don't expect me to drink blood?"
He looked at me.
"First wipe your droll before saying that."
I wiped my mouth to my jacket. I actually drolled over it. Realizing it, I felt nauseous. I looked at it intently. It looked delicious. I licked my lips without realizing it.
"I do advise you to drink before thirst hits you."
"Thirst?"
"You need to drink blood regularly, from now on. If you don't for long periods of time… You will lose your sanity."
"Don't fuck with me! I –"
He sighed.
"Put it to side for now. Let's talk about your training."
So he really planned on training me.
"I already know how to use a sword."
He sighed once again.
"I am not here to teach you how to use a sword. I am here to teach you how to use mana."
I gasped.
"That's not possible. I have no mana related skills. I can't learn it."
"That's correct. For a human at least. For a vampire on other hand… Wait. You didn't checked your status didn't you?"
"Why I would do that? I am a Static. Last time I saw a growth was 6 months ago."
While I couldn't rank up my skills, I still could increase my stats with training. Of course it was slow after you train your body to a certain limit. So I stopped looking at it. He facepalmed.
"Look, now."
I complied with his order.
Strength: 12 Agility: 15
Endurance: 16 Mana: Locked
Passive Skills:
Hawkeye(Darkness) C++
Sharpshooting C
Active Skills: Locked
"What?"
I said in a shock.
"Two C rank."
If this happened before, I would be crying. But now, I only could look in shock and bitterness.
"Tell me the changes."
"You…"
It was a taboo to ask others to about their status.
"You are wasting your time. I am not asking for details. Just tell me about increase."
"4 in strength. 5 in agility. 9 in endurence. One of my skills ranked up a full rank and has two pluses…"
Shooting and Throwing was gone. Instead of them Sharpshooting stood in my status.
"I lost 2 of my skills. Got one higher ranked instead. What is with two pluses, by the way?"
Having one plus was common. It meant that you skill had special properties. For example my Hawkeye could also see in full darkness. Other Hawkeye users with same rank of Hawkeye as me didn't had that capability. But I never heard of a skill having two pluses.
"It is same as having one. Just think as doubling special capabilities of the skills."
Also it had "Darkness" tag next to it. While I wanted to ask him, I kept my mouth shut. I still didn't fully trusted him.
"If you lost 2 of your skills and got a higher one that means that they were combined. Just consider yourself lucky that you didn't lost your skills while transforming."
"You can lose skills?"
It was also something I never heard of.
"It is rare. Though there is a… No, forget it."
He looked stressed when he said that. I didn't pursued it more. If he had a trauma, I am not someone that would dig through it.
"It is normal that my stats increased?"
He snapped out of whatever he was thinking.
"Yeah. Your body changed. Of course your stats would change. Though the increase is lower than I expected."
"Well, excuse me."
I blurted it out.