Crashing down on Lorien's ship, Alice was about to cheerfully call out to them when she noticed the injuries they sustained.
Even Lorien wasn't unscathed as she could see the anger on his face as he clutched the stump where his right arm used to be.
A medic ran over, giving him a vial to drink but he hesitated. Reluctance could be seen in his face but eventually, he caved and snatched the drink.
Gulping it down in one go, the flesh on his shoulder began to bulge and twitch before burning out into a cocoon. From within this cocoon, Alice noticed a flow of energy reconstructing his arm.
However, it was clearly different from before. More… Abyssal.
'A side effect. He's using the side effect to regenerate his arm.' Alice thought to herself.
She had already taken a look around the city. There were no Churches of the Moon for him to go to. No priests to help heal his arm.
Therefore, the only thing he could rely on right now was Abyss Blood.
