Chapter 71: The demons reverence
"Well, I couldn’t think of anything else..." Zara mumbled, her gaze dropping to the small shape hovering in her palm.
The blood had taken the form of a sleek, feline figure—a deep red cat with sharp ears and a curled tail.
Seris stared at it, brow furrowed, then sighed and placed a hand on her hip."Why would you shape a cat? And as far as I know, there are no cats in Elarion." She tilted her head, clearly puzzled.
Zara blinked, her eyes widening slightly in realization.
"Ah... I-I must’ve seen it in a dream," she said without thinking, trying to sound casual.
Seris studied her for a moment, then a mysterious smile slowly curved her lips."Well... if you don’t want to tell me, I won’t ask."
Zara looked down at the floating cat, her expression softening. As she closed her eyes, a quiet thought passed through her mind.
I don’t know when I’ll ever see fluff again...
Seris watched Zara fall quiet, lost in her thoughts, and chuckled softly."Well then, back to work. Try shaping your blood into a dagger—and this time, solidify it."
Snapping out of her daze, Zara nodded and focused once more. The crimson shape in the air trembled, shifting slowly. Gradually, it elongated and narrowed, becoming a shallow, slightly uneven dagger. With effort, it hardened into a solid form.
Zara held it up, examining the awkward shape with a wry smile, then glanced at Seris.