Eiravyne's eyes widened slightly, a mixture of fear and curiosity flooding her mind. "M-manipulation... How... how is it deadly?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly.
Karl sighed, taking a moment to choose his words carefully. "When your blood is harnessed for manipulation, it can bend the will of others, control their actions, and even alter their thoughts. It's a power that can be incredibly dangerous in the wrong hands... Ilkar knows this, and it's one of the reasons he hates your blood so highly."
Finally, Eiravyne understood why Ilkar kept repeating that he wouldn't be manipulated by her. It wasn't just about magic; it was about the power of manipulation inherent in her blood.
The weight of this revelation settled heavily on her, making her realize the true extent of the danger and complexity of her situation.
