"You should have just gone home when you had the chance…"
Neron was on his knees as he heard the footsteps of the old man draw closer to him.
The eerie silence in the room gave weight to every echo of his words.
Mr. Duffy had just taken the blood-red gem that floated above the inscribed Magic Circle on the ground.
The Circle was no longer glowing, and it seemed the stone was done absorbing all the energy and blood from its victims.
Right in front of his eyes, Neron had to watch his friends become nothing but dried sacs of flesh and bones.
All while kneeling… waiting…
"Do you know how Blood Stones are formed? Every human has a Soul, and the Soul is simply a cluster of Energy that is Mana…" As Mr. Duffy said this, he fixed the gem on the staff he usually used for walking.
"Throughout the course of a person's life, the energy from the Soul leaks to the body and flows through the blood as Mana Fragments or Particles."
