The airship trembled more violently, and Zuo Yuan’s frown deepened.
Following Yuri’s signal, Maria stood guard nearby, ready for any hidden threats.
Zuo Yuan knew well that, in his current state, he might not help—perhaps even hinder.
Plus…
His gaze shifted to the unconscious girl beside him, and his frown deepened further.
Just then, a figure leaped from the huge hole ahead, flashing to their position in swift steps.
“Lord Akat… huh?”
Maria’s words cut off abruptly.
Yuri ignored her completely, lunging straight at Zuo Yuan.
It was a true lunge; caught off guard, the young man slammed to the ground by her momentum.
He instinctively tried to rise, but Yuri’s strength far exceeded his own.
“Uh… Yuri?”
Looking at Yuri pinning him down, then falling silent, Zuo Yuan asked, slightly bewildered.
Then he noticed something off about her.
The girl’s face seemed locked in struggle.
Her eyes burned with unprecedented greed!
Zuo Yuan’s voice acted like a switch; Yuri’s body jerked violently.
Reason finally surrendered to desire.
In the young man’s slightly widened eyes, the girl above parted crimson lips, revealing sharp fangs!
Her pink tongue gently traced the veins on his neck.
A tingling sensation left Zuo Yuan momentarily stunned.
Before he could react—
Thud!
Her teeth pierced his skin, bringing a slight sting. But the pain vanished almost instantly, drowned by the earlier tingling.
What followed was indescribable bliss!
It was said vampire bites brought no pain—in fact, a rare, once-in-a-lifetime ecstasy.
That feeling surpassed even humanity’s most primal release!
“Gulp.”
The blood in her mouth—far sweeter than Shadow’s tainted blood—drowned Yuri’s last shred of reason.
Her half-lidded eyes blazed with raging greed!
A strange flush spread across the girl’s face.
Maria slowly retracted her outstretched hand, her gaze complex, then respectfully stepped aside.
At this feeding speed, the young man would be drained to a husk soon.
But Maria had no right—and wouldn’t—to stop Yuri.
As feeding intensified, Zuo Yuan’s face grew paler.
Unaware, his hand rested on the girl’s slender waist, kneading gently.
Yuri sensed it but, lost in the sweet taste, paid no mind.
Just as his hand slid upward, nearing her chest—
Boom!!!
The nearby ground exploded from below, scattering metal fragments.
Two figures shot out—Useless and Mo.
While Yuri fought Shadow, they’d been forced apart, but battle never paused.
Now both looked utterly battered.
Mo’s left hand was gone; his right arm bore deep, bone-exposing cuts.
Though his defense was terrifying, his regeneration lagged behind Shadow’s—deep wounds healed slowly.
His whole body was slashed, but his arms suffered worst.
Useless fared no better.
Unlike Mo, he kept all limbs, but his elegance and composure were gone.
His black butler suit hung in tatters, stained with dust and blood.
Three massive chest gashes still bled, soaking his clothes.
A trace of blood from internal injuries lingered at his mouth.
Landing on opposite crater edges, both panted heavily, neither attacking yet.
Meanwhile, Yuri’s sucking stopped abruptly.
She lifted herself slightly, her gaze shifting slowly…
Like a beast disturbed mid-meal, she licked blood from her lips and vanished.
Freed from Yuri’s hold, Zuo Yuan sighed in relief—and felt a hidden chill.
Without that interruption, Yuri would have drained him dry!
It felt amazing, but not at the cost of his life—he’d never want that.
He shook his head with a bitter smile; neck pain, dizziness from blood loss, and lingering euphoria left him in blissful daze.
Elsewhere, after leaving Zuo Yuan, Yuri appeared as a shadow before Mo.
“What?!”
Her speed was too great; Mo, barely steady, couldn’t react.
Hiss!
Though he dodged instinctively, Yuri’s fingers sank deep into his flesh.
Her bare leg then stomped hard on his chest.
Squelch!
“Aaaah!!!”
Before Useless’s stunned eyes, Mo’s right arm ripped off amid agonized screams!
A clean cut versus a brutal tear—the pain multiplied several times over.
Even Mo’s tough nerves broke; he screamed, cold sweat bursting on his forehead.
But Yuri’s assault was far from over!
Tossing aside the claw-like arm, she tapped her toe midair, black hair swirling as she darted back like lightning.
Still in pain, Mo was impaled by sudden crimson earth spikes.
Yuri’s fingertips entwined with blood-red threads.
Their bodies crossed; Yuri arched on landing to absorb impact.
She raised an arm in a strange motion.
As if pulling something—taut blood-colored threads glinted faintly in the light!
Those threads tightly bound Mo’s spike-pinned body.
Thud.
Yuri yanked her arm forward with greater force.
Mo’s body gushed blood profusely!
But the trembling threads snapped halfway, unable to bear the strain.
Even so, Yuri had dealt him a near-fatal blow in an instant!
Useless stood dumbfounded.
He looked at Mo, impaled and barely alive, then at Yuri rising slowly—his expression incredibly complex.
Then he met the girl’s gaze.
It matched the furious glare she’d given Mo—filled with inexplicable rage…
Was she about to attack him?
The threads in his hand tightened; Useless’s expression darkened.
But just then—
“Enough… it’s over, Yuri!!”
Yuri’s poised body froze at the sound.
Struggle flickered on her face, but her body slowly calmed.
Finally, the girl’s gaze turned to the distant young man, the blood-red fading from her eyes.
