[Event] [Elven Utopian War] [63] Final Battle Against Navas

"Ughnn…" Alicia let out a soft groan as my teeth sank into her neck.

The taste of her blood was unfamiliar, different than Elizabeth's. I focused solely on drawing her blood, clumsy and unsure, but did it anyway. The searing headache and the unbearable pain from losing my arm began to fade a bit.

This shouldn't have been possible. Humans couldn't regenerate like this. Only vampires—and perhaps the Blood Elves—could achieve such feats. Yet here I was doing it. 

But there was a reason for it.

James Raven had trained me in the ways of vampires for weeks, teaching me the art of survival through blood as well. He'd even shared the secrets of the Raven Arts, allowing me to mimic vampiric abilities. Not a true vampire, but enough to endure, enough to recover.

"S—Stop… umnn…" Alicia muttered softly, her hands weakly pushing at my chest.