The Last Primal

Following Madam Dara's silent chanting, the oozing blood around the wound she inflicted upon herself began to sizzle and boil, looking almost as if it was placed upon a stove rather than escaping coldly from the confines of her mortal flesh just now. 

It sizzled, causing a large foamy layer to form and swiftly cover up the entire surface of the wound. It gradually encompassed the entire surface, hiding the ugly remark in just a few passing seconds.

In just the span of a few fleeting seconds, the self-inflicted blemish has vanished, healed magically under the pink foamy layer of her cauterized blood. 

Yet, this process wasn't the reason she did such a drastic measure. No. Whilst it was certainly a welcome additional effect, especially since she was a self-cautious woman who had a man claiming her mature heart and she was actively trying to seduce him… the main reason was happening inside Madam Dara's body, invisible to any potentially prying eyes.

The freshly spilled blood, which caused a small amount of damage, has transferred the vital energy she had taken into replenishing her diminishing [Soul Power] supply. At the ratio of every 1% of Condition translating into 2% of her maximum [Soul Power] reserves being restored, she was doing this unholy bloody ritual, cultivating such a demonic technique she had long since known but had no talent and aptitude to actively utilize and train before.

What all this meant was that by sacrificing a full 25% of her health, causing her to still be relatively fine with more than 75% remaining Madam Dara restored approximately 100 points of her used [Soul Power], causing to sit at a comfortable 190 points of the maximum 200. All this in the span of a couple of minutes. The same time that took Lady Pyre next to her to cultivate and recoup her lost energy, she regained vastly more, albeit with a much higher cost.

With a soft sigh, Lady Pyre calmed down the rapidly revolving energies inside her body and ended her meditation session. As she slowly returned to reality and her eyelids fluttered open, she frowned as she looked at her partner in crime. 

Madam Dara looked slightly worse than before, and though there were no visible surface wounds on her, she was drenched in sweat, with her expression showing signs of exhaustion and fatigue. 

Though not fully aware of the details of Madam Dara's unique arts, Lady Pyre could make a rough guess at what could have happened. She frowned and wanted to make a comment, but before she could do so, she felt the mental connection she shared with her Young Master suddenly buzz with activity and flare-up in the next moment. 

Both women could feel the same, as they were pulled into a conversation in the next instant.

'Are you girls all right? What happened just now?' Aiden asked, his tone filled with concern and worry.

Hearing the deep, honest care, Madam Dara's heart could feel her heart melt under such sweet, loving affection. She sighed as she responded with a somewhat guilty tone.

'I apologize for the inconvenience, Young Master. I needed to quickly recuperate the lost energy and thus I was forced to use a more drastic measure. I used a dark art, called the [Crimson Moon's Blood Ritual], a low level art focused on transforming one's own vitality into energy.'

Lady Pyre frowned as she listened to Madam Dara's explanation. Just as she guessed, she was using some taboo, forbidden ritual, inflicting self-harm in the process just for some quick gains. Still, though clearly not satisfied, she did not make a comment and just kept listening intently on their Master's words.

Aiden was silent for a bit after she heard Madam Dara's words. Though he did not like the cost, he could not deny the benefit it had brought along with it. Pondering for a bit, he eventually sighed and spoke with an even more worried tone of voice.

'While I understand the need as it had brought you back to almost peak efficiency, the cost of being a quarter of your health was not something you should actively rely on. Whilst I can understand the urgency as I can sense you are deep within enemy territory, try not to do something as drastic as this next time. Instead, rely on your partner, or even on me, okay? I promise to help, no matter the distance or the difficulty. Also, this goes for you too Pyre. I do not wish to see any of you come to harm.'

Listening to the Young Master, both women could feel the deep care, the worry that came from him. He was clearly concerned by what he could just feel, and didn't want to see any of them come to harm. Both women felt happy, their hearts increased their rhythm in response, beating in a chaotic, much more intense volume than just an instant ago.

The rush of blood made both girls' cheeks turn a shade redder, as they both looked somewhat embarrassed and even flustered to a differing degree.

For Madam Dara, the seductress, she flashed an alluring smile and responded with a sensual tone. 

'I… understand, Young Master. Please, allow me to apologize for causing you to worry about me, about us so much!' She spoke, taking a momentary pause before continuing. 'Just as you so keenly sensed, we are deep in the enemy grounds. Our target is in the central barracks, a local leader. We hope to take hold of him, and would have tried contacting you for your advice once we were successful in kidnapping him.' 

'Yes, Young Master. Our target was the local branch leader, a Lieutenant of the Temple Guards by the name of Magen-quhui. We were hoping to either silence and replace him by either the Master himself or someone of your choosing or just let the Master convince him to join our cause.' Lady Pyre added, joining in the discussion for the first time.

Aiden pondered for a bit before adding his thoughts.

'Hmm… Quite a risky plan you both took without even telling about it to me.' He started but didn't wait for the girls to respond before continuing. 'Still, whilst I am not happy about it, I can not deny that the plan does give us a great opportunity. Adding the fact that the others have managed to come to an agreement with the local resistance and even found a surprising, unexpected new ally in the process, I think we have our way into the inner city!' Aiden exclaimed, his tone sounding more excited by the minute. 

He took a moment before adding.

'Continue on with your plan, and grab this Lieutenant if you can. Once you are out, make sure to reach out to me, and I will guide you to a place, our new temporary base of operation. We will be waiting for you there.' He said, closing the channel in the next instant.

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