Leonel hopped down from the ledge, landing on the ground as though he was nothing more than a feather. It was especially odd since he hadn't seemed to have done anything to slow his descent. In fact, it looked as though he had even sped up his fall.
Leonel frowned when he saw Aina's bloody hands. He could tell that the skin beneath was already healed, but it didn't make him happy at all.
He sighed. "Didn't I tell you that you should always carry around a bunch of blood, it's too useful to your combat abilities not to."
Aina only smiled but didn't respond. She didn't carry around blood with her mostly because it felt like a cheat. Her Blood Force enhanced her abilities, but they weren't her foundational abilities, at least that was the way she saw it.
In her mind, her main focus should be increasing her raw ability. Then, of course, her Blood Force would be able to boost that when she needed it, thus making her stronger.