What's with this kid?
Darius couldn't understand why, but he felt an intense sense of danger radiating from the white-haired little girl standing right in front of the prison exit.
"Hm hm... This will be more fun this way... I'll play your little game," Ria murmured with a soft laugh. She gently stroked her stomach, a sign that she was now satisfied.
What is she talking about?
Suddenly, black smoke began to seep from Darius's body. He immediately pushed away the wave of instinctive fear rising within him.
It doesn't matter. If the Grand Masters are after her blood, then she's no ordinary child.
All of a sudden
"Oh, no need to get all worked up. Here, take this," Ria said with a bright, cheerful smile.
She brought her index finger to her lips, and when she pulled it away, a drop of blood trickled down. The vivid red liquid instantly solidified, forming a dark crimson—almost black—orb, which she tossed toward Darius.
