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She didn't want to be bossed around by me and looked at Roy for help, but he didn't dare cross me right now. Gritting her teeth, Ava handed me the stool and ice pack. "A wooden stool? Ms. Blake, do you have something against me? A leather chair would've been more appropriate," I said, looking at Ava with a triumphant smirk. Within moments, the leather chair was brought over. At least she showed some sense. I held the ice pack to my face with one hand and tapped the chair with the other, staring silently at Roy and her team. The uncertainty over whether I would agree to the collaboration was the real torture.

"As if I could become consumed by their ways. I'm a Bloodstone remember, I bow to no one." ***

Without protection, a vampire could compel any human close to me … and I could be compelled, too. Raven closed her eyes as she held my hand and extended her other hand over the stones. “Siramacha brenach bondagia compage, siramacha brenach bondagia compage, siramacha brenach bondagia compage.” She opened her eyes, clearly drained. She reached down and picked up one of the stones, placed it in my hand, then curled my fingers around it. “Make sure to carry this with you at all times.” I nodded and looked down at the stone. I could definitely see why it was called Bloodstone. It looked like blood had been splashed into a sea of green, then frozen into a stone.

“What will you choose?” I walk along the wall, knowing exactly what I’m after, and proceed to take a katana down from the wall. Traditionally, katanas are forged using Tamahagane, but this particular sword is forged using bloodstone, a specific gemstone that upon contact, can weaken any sanguidae. It’s also the only substance that can kill them. To successfully kill a sanguidae one must cut out their heart using bloodstone, as it stops the heart from regenerating.

At first, she believed her kidnapper had meant to marry her off, but in truth, a much worse fate than marriage awaited her. The chief of the settlement had conspired with a mysterious, prestigious hospital in the outside world to trade in bloodstones. Bloodstones could only be produced when a man and woman were physically intimate. Bloodstones were useful in restoring youth, and the younger the woman, the better the quality and effects of the bloodstones. A woman could produce a singular bloodstone each delivery, and the entire process could take five or six months. The chief thought it took too long for such little profit, so he found special aromatic spices that gave women the reproductive

The situation on the island was not good. At the bottom of this sinkhole, there is a terrifyingly valuable Spiritual Stones Blood-red mine. Spiritual Stones Blood-red is an extremely rare treasure! Generally speaking, a single one would cause a crazy fight, let alone a countless number. Therefore, the situation in this place had to be sealed off immediately and could not be leaked out. At the same time, he needed to report it to the headquarters of the Alchemist Alliance as soon as possible!

For days, I'd been working on a stabilizing talisman—something that could help Amara control the flood of power threatening to swallow her. The main ingredient sat before me: a shard of moonstone that had been soaking in a combination of wolf's bane and elder blood. It glowed faintly with its own light. "I need something personal from you," I said, turning back to Amara. "Something that carries your essence." She reached up and plucked a piece of her hair, wincing as she did. "Will this work?" I nodded, taking the hair and wrapping it carefully around the moonstone. The stone pulsed brighter in reaction.

Eirlys POV: My heart nearly stopped dead in my chest. “What is that?” I whispered, staring at the glowing thing. Rhydian looked up at me from where he knelt. “The Bloodstone.” “I’ve never heard of it,” I said. “You weren’t supposed to,” he replied simply. His gaze shifted toward the hallway where Auren was standing. “It only responds to descendants of House Drakhar.” My stomach dropped like a rock. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”