Hearing the masterpiece made Elly and Victor break from their own thoughts.
Elly's lips then curled into a smile. "This place is not suitable for the music."
"Of course, it's littered with gore. You still want to do the wedding?"
Elly stood up from her seat and then looked at Victor. Than glared at him for a moment reacting to his last question.
"You know, when fighting before and creating the dagger, I had some thoughts: can we only control our own blood?" She asked.
"Those with more purity could control other blood, but the effectiveness will drop drastically if it's inside a living person.
The only one I know who could manipulate blood like that is my father. Not even his true son or daughter could."
"I see. Let me try, then." Elly turned her nails sharp, then pricked her own finger. Blood started coming out, turning into something like a snake.
