Blood That Suppresses Magic Essence

Damien arrived in front of the Mercenary Guild building, his steps slow and deliberate as he contemplated his next move.

Aquila stood beside him, its sharp eyes scanning the surroundings. For a moment, Damien considered dismissing the summon, but the thought of keeping it around as a watch guard crossed his mind.

Arielle noticed his hesitation and tilted her head. "What's on your mind?" she asked.

"I'm wondering if I should cancel Aquila or let it stay," Damien replied, rubbing the back of his neck.

Arielle shrugged. "Let it roam free," she suggested. "I've seen you cancel it easily when needed, so it shouldn't be a problem. Just give it some ground rules."

Damien nodded thoughtfully, turning to Aquila. "Alright, you heard her," he said. "You're free to roam the skies or hang around here, but listen carefully—don't harm any humans unless you're attacked first or feel threatened. Understood?"

Kreeeeii!!