Chapter 6
Draceo slowly walks towards Arnea, cutting off the chains which held her against the wall. Her arms instantly dangled to her sides as she fell into Draceo's embrace.
'Analyse'
Name: Arnea Aepero (Unconscious)
Race: Human
Age: 18
Sex: Female
Level: -E
Title: Failed Summon (Title Bonus: +10 to all stats), Slave
Attributes: Heal
Health Bar: 1/50
Mana Bar: 0/10
Speed: 10
Defence: 10
Strength: 10
Magic Attack: 15
Magic Defence: 10
Skills
Tier 1 Elemental Magic
Tier 1 Summon Magic
Draceo took a glance at her Health Bar and quickly hugged her tightly.
He contacted Larik who waited outside to quickly head back as he teleported himself and Arnea back to the Demon Castle. Removing his disguise and rushing into his personal chamber, Draceo placed her onto his bed fetching a potion and gently poured it letting the liquid glide down her throat. Instantly, her skin began to gain pigment as the cuts and bruises began to fade away.
Larik quickly knocked and entered into the room as Draceo finished with the First Aid.
'Analyse'
Name: Arnea Aepero (Coma)
Race: Human
Age: 18
Sex: Female
Level: -E
Title: Failed Summon (Title Bonus: +10 to all stats), Slave
Attributes: Heal
Health Bar: 50/50
Mana Bar: 0/10
Speed: 10
Defence: 10
Strength: 10
Magic Attack: 15
Magic Defence: 10
Skills
Tier 1 Elemental Magic
Tier 1 Summon Magic
Although the 'Unconscious' status had been removed, it's now been replaced by a 'coma' status.
Draceo looked over at Larik in desperation, 'What do I do?' He muttered, 'She's not waking up,'
Larik walked closer to Arnea and places his hand over her head.
'I'm afraid she's under a curse.' He states, 'The Five Day Curse, once the spell is cast, the one who is under the effect would sleep for five day. Once the fifth day is over - death with no return. Even the soul would be extinguished. The only way for it to be lifted is for the caster to either retract the curse, or kill him.'
Draceo glanced over at Arnea, quietly moving a hair away from her face.
'Is there any other way?' Draceo asked, as they currently had no idea who was the caster of the curse. The Royal Castle had hundred and thousands of magic casters, anyone of them could have been the culprit. And from the looks of it, they barely had a day left before the fifth day arrived.
Larik, gave a long thought before looking at Draceo once again,
'Well, there is another way.'
Draceo instantly glanced at Larik, indicating him to continue,
'The curse is lifted is once the victim is dead. We try and convert her to our kind,'
Larik explained.
Draceo looked back at Arnea peacefully sleeping,
'Worth a shot,' Draceo replied,
Larik and Draceo exited the room with Arnea in his arms, slowly walking towards the throne room.
Within the throne room, was a pitch black alter with a small chandelier hanging above it. He gently placed Arnea on the alter. Taking a deep breath, he plunged he hand into her chest instantly grabbing her heart. Arnea, leaned forward from the impact and threw up a mouthful of blood before laying down stone dead.
Draceo took the heart from Arnea's body as all the mana within the throne room surged around him, even with is extraordinary amount of mana, he could feel it quickly being depleted, as mana started flying towards the heart. When the mana began to calm down, the heart slowly started beating. Draceo gently placed the heart back into Arnea as he felt a rush of exhaustion fill his body. With the ritual now complete, he slowly stumbled back to his chamber and fell asleep the moment his head hit the pillow.