"Drip," "drip."
Blood ceaselessly flowed from those empty eye sockets, overflowing between the fingers, sliding down the arm, and finally falling onto the pristine stone tiles, splashing into one blood blossom after another.
"So..."
Corey, originally half-kneeling on the ground, slowly rose to his feet. As he straightened, the bleeding in his left eye had already stopped, surrounded by a halo of holy light, a symbol of "Divine Blessing". It had been a long time since he had entered this state. After obtaining that eye, no one had forced him to call upon the power of the great Rhein God again.
But today, that person appeared.
"What on earth are you?" Corey asked slowly.
"Ulu" stood ten meters away, his body covered in wounds that were countless times more severe than Corey's. By all logic, in his current state, he shouldn't have been able to remain standing.
