Naida immediately pulled down the neck of her shirt to her arm, offering, "Drink mine, hurry. We can't afford you being in a Blood Depravity. You have heard of that condition, am I right?"
"Yes, I have, but you've just recovered from whatever happened to you while you were asleep… I… can still handle this… probably," Caspian replied, forcing himself up and calming himself, taking systematic breaths.
Hearing what Caspian had said, somehow, something happened to her while she rested, and it caused her brows to furrow. "What do you mean?"
"Erratic pulse… pale complexion… and your supernatural energy was a cluttered mess. Your light and dark energy started fighting each other, which almost made you devolve your current Demonic Saint race. Thankfully, I thought of feeding you my blood, and your supernatural energy became serene again."
