A couple of days later Reima was pulled by the hand by Nerissa towards the training grounds, once there he could see Moka and Akasha standing in the middle looking at each other, both holding the other's hands...
Reima "Er, is this what you wanted to see?" he asks the young girl who looks up at him.
Nerissa's eyes had been the only noticeable physical change from the Elder Blood, now having the inner iris change into a Turouise that fades into red... Not to ntion they glowed with power like how his and sotis Ciri's did. She puts her other hand to her chest and frowns, "Feeling weird."
Reima raises a brow at this, "Whaddya an "feeling weird"? You sure it's not another affect of the Elder Blood?" he asks, concerned.
She shakes her head, "Sothing pulls." she says, patting her chest again.
Reima activates his Observation Haki in order to see if sothing was up, not spotting anything imparticular... He'd suspected it'd had sothing to do with magic but there wasn't anything strange on that front. "Maybe you just ate sothing wrong?" he jokes.
A scream from nearby has Nerissa's knees buckle, Reima catches her before she falls to the floor. Looking over he spots Moka in a similar situation...
Reima "Oi, what're you doing over there Akasha!" he shout, the woman looking over with a smile as he approaches.
Akasha "With Alucard gone, I thought it would be a good idea to release the restrictions I put on Moka's Shinso blood..." he says, glancing at Nerissa, "It seems she's been promiscuous though." she mutters with a giggle.
Reima "Promiscuous?" he asks, confused.
Akasha "Do you know what it ans to inject your blood into soone, Ludvig-san?"
Reima shrugs, "I'm not a vampire, so no."
Akasha looks down at Moka, "For regular vampires its regarded as a life-saving action, allowing the recipients to recover from wounds faster and other beneficial things... But for us Shinso, it has a different aning entirely."
Reima "You're not gonna tell it's like a marriage contract right?" he mutters, feeling as if he was inside so kind of romcom.
Akasha laughs, "No, no... Of course not."
Reima breathes a sigh of relief, "Ah, good. I was afr-"
Akasha "It's much more than that!"
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Reima feels like hurting this woman for so obviously teasing him, "Can you just say it already, you've had your fun Akasha." he complains.
Akasha "Hmm, fine... Do you know the origin of Shinso Vampires Ludvig-san?" he shakes his head and she continues, "Its not a genetic ability, instead we acquire it by drinking from an old and very powerful vampire known as Shinso... I suspect he was the origin of our race, but any chance of asking him as sadly faded... Anway, due to this ability being able to be transferred through the blood, injecting our blood has a different aning than other vampires. It's essentially pledging yourself to that person." she says with a happy expression.
Reima "Then, you did the sa with your husband?" he asks curiously, rember their previous talks about the man.
Akasha scoffs and shakes her head, "No, our relationship was never so close. I never trusted him enough to give him Shinso abilities either."
Reima frowns, "What's this an for Nerissa and Moka then?"
Akasha smiles, "We wish them happiness together." she states as if it were a fact.
Reima "I'm being serious."
Akasha nods, "As am I... They both have the sa blood within them, this gives them a "Blood-Link" and allows them to feel each other's emotions and whether or not they're in danger. With this affecting them do you truly think they'd be able to separate for long periods?" she asks.
Reima slowly shakes his head, "No, I don't..." he sighs, "Man, I was hoping to scare off Rissa's boyfriend when the ti ca... I can't really do that with Moka now, can I?"
Akasha "Be at peace with it Ludvig-san, I was hoping for sothing similar but, I think the way things have ended up isn't bad."
Reima shrugs and nods at Akasha, blinking away to Nerissa's room to put her to bed so she could recover.
Elsewhere :
"Is everything prepared?" a man in heavy skeleton-like armour asks from atop a trash throne.
Caranthir "Yes... Lord." he mutter
The man stands and takes his helt off, "Then, we will strike when the scouts co back wit the intelligence we need. Our original plans have failed, but our revenge will not..."
Irlith frowns and pushes himself out of a nearby chair with his single arm, "Lord, I don't believe we require such drastic actions for those whelps." he says, attempting to sway Eredin from their current course.
Eredin growls and slams the back of his fist into Imlerith's face, "Silence, you failed too many tis already, yet you dare to speak on such matters?"
Imlerith falls backwards and rolls down the mountain of trash and rubble they're standing on, the decimated city providing more than enough for such a construction. Once he stops rolling he looks up at Eredin, his helt having been knocked off by the previous blow. "Our race will end if you continue Ere-Lord, Eredin."
Eredin "Let it end then, if it produces failures like yourself then we do not have the right to exist! If our race is truly supposed to rise above this challenge then the gods will provide us with another chance... But our first duty is to annihilate those who think themselves better than us!"
Imlerith "But its suicide! Are you really willing to give your life for those inferior to us!?!"
Eredin grabs the handle of his blade that's currently stabbed into the pile of trash beneath him and begins walking over to Imlerith. "I AM!" he roars, piercing Imlerith's throat with the weapon, ending his life unceremoniously.
Caranthir doesn't move as this all happens, having already accepted that his lord had gone mad... Perhaps if he'd stayed loyal to his teacher then he'd be saved this fate?
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