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Feed, feed, feed...

My mind is filled with that thoughts only, throughout the years.

After eating that corpse from that grave, my hunger grows, it hurts yet it makes more powerful than I was before.

For whatever did I just eat back then, from whose corpse I ate in order to sustain for that night?

I must say, I enjoyed it.

I enjoyed the power my hunger gave .

( Years Ago. )

[ Location: Elysium Haven Capital Region, Eliopolis ]

" So sour... " Gidhra says after spitting the distasteful corpse she feeds while her monster wreaks havoc around Eliopolis.

People scream in horror, while the Witch brushes them for another louder voice that cos from her stomach, it growls so loud that the stomach needs to be fueled.

" You're so picky... " she says to her own stomach after she eats her 'first corpse', her stomach acts very differently from before, each ti passes, as her power and skills increased as well as her monster summons, her stomach growls even more aggressive for the stomach's hunger limit increased even more than before each ti it feeds.

" Oh, stomach, I'm sorry... "

" It's the people's fault for being disgusting and weak with their magic, what they have in themselves is not enough. "

*Gidhra's stomach growls even more.*

" Keurkh! You're so annoying... "

" For how long you want to feast as you torture with hunger, I can't please you! " Gidra says to her stomach as it still growls loud, her hunger is unquenched, nothing could savor the gluttonous stomach she has, even her.

" Fine then, I must feed. " Gidhra says as she stands up from her seat, she decides to take matters into herself and feed onto the people with her own hands as she transforms her body into a monstrous-like form.

" It's feastin' ti! "

...

( Present ti. )

" Grahh! " Gidhra is burned by the fire of the vermillion, as the fire burns the thorn pillar that stabs her, she growls in pain as she could felt her stomach growls again.

" HURTS! HURTS! " Gidhra screams in her pain, her body regenerates even after she was brutally burned by the flas, such an incredible feat for no mage or monster has ever managed to regenerate from the flas of the phoenix.

" Kill you! Draven! Kill! " Gidhra shouts Draven's na after her stomach and body are fully reconstructed which made her get out from the blazing scorching flas.

" Dammit, is it not enough..., M***f*ker!? " Draven curses after seeing the result, an unwanted result, but was expected since he knew Gidhra should be difficult in the first place.

< Boss [Gidhra] is enraged, her Monster Cells begin to empower her for the next phase. >

" Oh great, second phase, how convenient. "

" Guess it's ti for to show off, then. " Draven prepares himself by equipping first, he used it for he still needs to observe that Monster Witch even more before things happens.

"( If only I had a Black Shadow that could fly, that would be convenient right now. )" Draven thinks as he realizes Irina deactivates her barrier.

" So that's still not enough to take her down, huh? " Irina asks as she approaches Draven, standing beside him to see the Monster Witch recovers from her wounds so hard for the [Vermillion Fla] still burns around her body.

" Your fire, it's the Vermillion House's 'Vermillion Fla'... " Irina says as she recognizes Draven's [Vermillion Fla]s origin.

" Ashford Vermillion* was its last known user from that House, and last ti I heard, he is dead, killed. " Irina tells Draven as she looks at him for a bit Draven looks at her, realizing Irina's suspicion.

"( So ya have been inford...? )" Draven thinks to himself, he realized that using the [Vermillion Fla] was a bad move after hearing this, but he had no choice, for that is his current best arsenal for dealing with the matter.

"( The Royal Knights and the other Houses must've inford her about the recent events during her 'mission' to Alviheim. )" Draven thinks to himself while formulating his next words wisely.

" He was such a brutal man. " Draven tells Irina by recounting the hybrids and monsters captured by Ashford back in his underground cave in the 'Aile Phénix' residence, telling Irina whole without any alteration as he describes it.

" He deserves to die, for one of my subordinates suffers because of him. " Draven tells Irina.

" So, you were indeed the culprit, Draven? " Irina asks as looks upwards and sees Gidhra, still burned by the violent flas.

" I should've arrested you, right here, right now, but in this situation... "

" You can't. " Draven tells her straight.

" Because the Vermillion House no longer had power and you already made that House demoted from their Royal Status, thanks to your House's Leader. "

" So, that ans, whatever happens to that House, shouldn't be in your concern, for your own House's quarrel over them, it's common knowledge by the people about this history. "

" Indeed. " Irina agrees with what Draven told her.

" You really got off from this easy, for because of my recent actions, I had no power to even dare investigate you, Draven. " Irina says it with a serious tone which Draven responded with a sigh.

" *Sigh* Well it is what it is..., Madam. "

" But still, despite your suspicions, shouldn't ya be suspicious about the Witch's resilience over the course of the battle? " Draven asks while seeing the Witch regenerate, followed by the flas around her body as it chases and burns the regeneration-restored skins.

" That darn m*f*ker still regenerates, makes wonder what does she had within her to make her survive this far. " Draven wonders.

" Her power ca from her hunger... "

" Her magic increases whenever her hunger beca off the charts. "

" That's where her power increases. " Irina explains, telling that is what she commonly knows about the subject.

" Ya knew so much, Madam. "

" Perhaps your ancestor knew her too? " Draven questions her.

" We're the ones who dealt with her, as well as the Scarlets. " Irina brightly answers and ntions the Scarlet House.

"( Scarlet? Isn't that Carlos's mom? )" Draven takes so ti to give thought as he sees the witch screams even more, now added with her stomach growling hard as it successfully regenerates during the fire.

*Gidhra screams*

" Sheesh, she's getting more annoying! " Draven scratches his hood.

" Do ya have any suggestion in dealing with her now? " Draven asks and Irina shakes her head.

" No, I actually can take her with the support of the other Royal Houses, but... "

" What is it? " Draven asks with disappointnt, realizing that his answer will definitely disappoint him.

" The Royal Houses restrict their mbers to intervene in this matter, telling that was the Knights' job for they didn't want to risk their mbers being eaten by the witch. "

" That's their answer... "

"( Sucks! I knew those Royal Whiners will use the 'wait and see' scenario during the occurring trouble and take the victory for granted afterward for goddamn sake! )"

"( If only the King of Elysium Haven would've at least punished so of the useless and annoying Houses in the country, things might've gone well. )"

"( But I guess he can't, he needs these people around him to maintain his rule. )" Draven sighs as he then stretches to prepare for battle.

" Fine then, guess I have to do things my way. " Draven says it which makes Irina surprised.

" Hm? "

" I have an idea, it would work against this monster as it will end her once and for all. "

" Do ya want to hear it, Madam? "

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Extra:

*Ashford Vermillion:

The person whom Draven's [Vermillion Fla] originated from 134-136 (Vermillion Fla Part 1-3).

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