Shera's POV
While I worked on the vladian, Nia collapsed onto the ground in exhaustion. She had been affected by the screams of the banshee as I had suspected.
"Gor, could you help me get her here?" the vampire pleaded to the giant who obeyed getting the already healing wolf to the circle we were still in. The banshees son followed the giant going to sit beside his fainted mother in tears.
"This is going to take a while," I grunted feeling my powers leaving my body. "I suggest you drink your last batch of blood from the stash in your bag while you wait for me to finish."
"Alright," she agreed to my request drinking the blood she had kept aside.
