Freeman gazed at Amiel, his tall and burly form swelling with each breath.
The red in the eyes of this freshly-transformed Blood Descendant was boiling.
What followed was a string of curses mixed with various dialects.
Some of which even Amiel had never heard before.
But roughly, Amiel could guess the gist her curses tracked back as far as three generations up her opponent's maternal line, expanding the radius to include the primary reproductive organs of her sisters.
It was very straightforward.
Yet, this lady of Talin origin did not retaliate.
At least, not outwardly.
This lady handed the Messenger Stone to Freeman.
The newly transformed Blood Descendant immediately stopped frowning and meticulously inspected the information within.
Instantly, ecstasy spread across the face of the new Blood Descendant.
He saw the transaction between his 'father' and the Spirit Medium.
From the tone and demeanor of both parties, it was completely equal.
What is equal to an Entrant?
