Several seconds later, the newly appointed Duchess of the Blood Vulture Clan was stomping her feet angrily on the spot, shouting:
"How could you, Murphy! You've practically emptied the Sacred Blood pool, haven't you? With just the pouch you're carrying, you have at least thirty vials of Source Blood. I have every reason to believe that you have even more Pure Source Blood hidden somewhere else!
This is the family's sacred relic! You little bugger!
Hand it over!
With it, the Blood Vulture Clan can grow its membership swiftly without any risk."
"No, I refuse. I risked my life to procure these, you can't just take them all,"
Murphy retorted, clutching his pouch of Spiritual Energy and stepping back as he spoke:
