While monk Sizau had taken Snowbottle inside the temple, Sam had also returned with an injured chest to give Luna bad news.
"What!?"
"Yes, mistress! The Guardian was there," Sam complained as she held tight to her bleeding chest.
She had already reverted back to her former more human like appearance.
But at the moment, she looked a bloody mess.
Her opponent had been one of the six guardians. His method of fighting was the manipulation of life energy.
Considering that vampires at their foundation were chaos, life energy to them was like kryptonite to superman.
Some of the injuries she had on her body especially the one she had on her chest still spilled little traces of life energy.
Black lumps of blood dropped from the injury from time to time, and she even coughed some of the black blood.
Luna looked at the state of her daughter and sighed.
