Damien's spiritual energy was not only restored, but began to flow more intensely than before. In addition, his body was rid of all tumors. His face returned to its original form, but unlike before, this time there was a silver crescent rune on his forehead.
"Damn it... What's going on?"
Count Vampire shouted in a shrill voice:
"Damn fool!"
A soft laugh rang out across the room.
It was a quiet and calm laughter, but at the same time full of insanity and madness.
Count Vampire looked forward at the sound and saw Damien, who had been unconscious, sitting up.
"You..."
Damien opened his eyes suddenly. His expression was not much different than when his eyes were closed.
"You might be... you really are in your own illusion."
"..."
Count didn't answer right away. All he could do was stare at Damien as if he had seen something strange.
