5 Red resonant bell

A blue aura formed in front of Vermillion and out came Gideon, the supposed Vileblood.

Virgil was a bit intimidated. The sound of a person capable of instantaneously killing anything insight whilst having no family since a majority of it was wiped out by a group of people seemed to be the type with a vendetta. The sound of boiling water coming from the blue glow in the floor was not helping his nerves and all the tiny messengers shrunk down into their little gray voids in what seemed to be an attempts to hide from whoever was going to appear.

And finally he appeared. But was nothing Virgil expected, he almost couldn't hold back a laugh.

"That's the dreaded 'Vileblood'?" Virgil said with a grin he couldn't hold back.

"MILOOOOO!!" Gideon yelled whilst tackling Vermillion to the ground with a hug.

Gideon looked nothing like his name, In fact he looked like a 8 year old child and was at most 146 centimeters tall. Man was he tiny!

Vermillion quickly shoved Gideon off and said, "For the thousandth time it's Vermillion. NOT Milo."

"But that sounds long and boring!" Gideon said with a pout.

Gideon quickly looked around and poked his head into the hallway of the dungeon. When he came back he seemed very disappointed, almost like a child waking up on Christmas morning to find not what he asked for.

"Why are we in 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 dungeon, this isn't any fun. The enemies here are BORING!"

"He is a Vileblood?" Virgil again asked, more serious and in utter disbelief. He was a bit angry from disappointment.

"Hey! Have something to say because of my size?" Gideon said whilst putting his hands up in fists indicating a potential fight, except his eyes were closed and his head was turned almost as if he was scarred of Virgil. To be fair Virgil was much taller than he and Vermillion if that mattered at all.

Vermillion smiled, "Disappointed?"

"Very." Virgil said with a role of his eyes.

"I never did say anything specific about Gideon, but that he was a Vileblood."

Virgil turned to Gideon to see him pulling his eyelids and sticking his tongue out at the monsters further in the dungeon. And they didn't seem to like it all too much and began walking towards the three.

"Oops I think I made it angry." Gideon yelped whilst running below Vermillion's red drapes.

"This is my punishment for trusting random strangers here." Virgil said with a sigh.

He unsheathed Reiterpallasch and made his way to the ghoul that was heading towards the three. It's eyeless head and overly opened mouth that was letting out a howl like no other was an uneasy sight. He walked up to it and slashed at its chest but his blade was completely deflected. It went for an attack and Virgil attempted to dodge to its side when suddenly a snatcher summoned a vortex from behind that slightly pulled in Virgil stunning him out of his evasion. The ghoul connected his large rusty axe into Virgil's arm leaving a massive cut in his arm that even knocked him over.

"Fuck!" Virgil said, panicking at the sight of all the blood leaving his arm. With further inspection he could see the cut went in so deep it cracked some of the bone in the wound, almost going clean through. This time he was not being filled with bloodlust or adrenaline like the last time he saw this much blood, but instead with fear.

"Do we have to do everything Milo?" Virgil heard from directly above.

Gideon was far above the ghoul that was going to deliver another blow to Virgil. Virgil looked up shocked to see an insane smile on Gideons face as he tore his own arm open with massive clots of blood pouring out. The blood instantly hardened into a scythe with the sound of glass and stone coming together. Gideon came down onto the ghoul cutting it in half from head to toe with one slice and his scythe stopping directly infront of Virgil's head.

"Be a shame if I hadn't stopped ay?" He asked with the most psychotic look Virgil thinks he's ever seen.

Virgil was frozen with fear not from his own blood, but the shear bloodlust coming off of Gideon, and his weapon being so close to Virgil that Virgil could here the bloody glass shards tapping together to make the blade.

Then a snatcher was behind Gideon, with the attempts to slam a giant bag full of what seemed to be corpses on him when it began to melt away into nothingness and again the horrid smell of vermillion melting something away filling Virgil's nostrils.

Gideon turned to the three ghouls hovering near where the snatcher was and ran towards them laughing out of pure insanity, cutting down the one centered of the three. The two ghouls that were patrolling with him had turned at the sound of the laughing with one taking aim with a musket to shoot Gideon. Gideon made two bloody senbon from the droplets of blood pouring from his arm and punctured each ghouls chest with them. Neither seemed to be effected either until their blood from the senbon that punctured them was floating above them in small little droplets like rain.

"I guess I can show off a bit since I'm such a disappointing Vileblood right Milo?" Gideon laughed maniacally with his open hand out towards Virgil.

"Again it's Vermillion." Vermillion shrugged whilst turning away for seeing Gideons 'tricks' became old ages ago. Instead the shock and fear in Virgil's eyes was far more entertaining.

And with the clench of Gideons fists the droplets of blood formed into thin senbon above the ghouls and rapidly slammed down into them with the sounds of stone being smashed to pieces. Shredded flesh being all that was left in wake of it all.

Gideons red crystal scythe deconstructed into small glass shards that when back into his bloodied arm and sealed the wound and Gideons insanity with it apparently. He ran towards Vermillion in glee shouting, "Milo wasn't I so cool? Wasn't I? Wasn't I? Thanks for the snatcher by the way I kinda got lost in the moment but we're still the best hunter duo to exist so what would you expect right?"

He looked at Virgil with his childish smile being back.

"Right we're awesome?"

"Y-yea... that was pretty damn cool if I say so myself." Virgil said with a forced laugh and smile, but Gideon seemed to buy it.

Vermillion gave Virgil his hand to get up, but Virgil saw his bloodied hand and realized he was still wounded. And badly.

"I don't feel so good." Virgil said whilst almost falling over but Vermillion caught him.

"Of course not you've lost way too much blood."

Vermillion reaches into his hunter pouch and removed three blood vials removing the tops from each with his teeth whilst holding them in between his fingers. He jabbed all three into Virgil's thigh and the wound on his arm began to burn as if on fire but when he looked at the massive gash that lead from his shoulder down to his wrist the wound was coming together and slowly searing itself closed. The white, bloodless, dead flesh suddenly becoming pink- coming to life again.

"Holy, Gascoigne wasn't kidding when he said those would do the trick." He said, a bit light headed from how sudden that wave of relief was.

"Yharnamite blood can do that to you so long as your major organs like the heart, lungs, brain, and all that are fine. They can heal those too but once you're dead, you're dead."

Virgil examined his hand and how normal he felt. The blood was truly something else.

"So this blood can practically make you immortal?"

"Sorta. The more major the injuries the more blood you need and it is extremely addicting. So major injuring require lots of blood. Pumping someone with stage four cancer will keep them alive and healthy yes but it's extremely expensive to constantly repair a body like that and the brain will become extremely reliant on the blood, almost enough so that they'd need it to remember how to breathe. It can be a god sent cure or a hellish addiction and in the worst cases- both."

"Let's play hide and seek!" Gideon said looking around rapidly for somewhere to hide.

"Gid now's not the time. We need Virgil to clear the first floor boss." Vermillion said with a stern look. Gideon was surprisingly serious at the sound of Vermillion's words then.

"He hasn't gotten his bloodline?" Gideon said slowly walking up to Virgil.

"Indeed."

Gideon grabbed Virgil's hands and he could see the stars in the little boys eyes.

"That's so cool! What are your stats? Are you an arcane user? Professional? Warrior? Maybe even a hybrid! Let's find out, let's find out!"

"Iosef... a maiden said that judging by my stats I'd be a bloodtinge user."

"What?" Vermillion said, with much obvious surprise in his voice.

"Like me?!" Gideon gasped. But he looked very excited.

Virgil looked at the surprise in Vermillion's eyes and understood it well. Iosefka had a very similar expression on her face when she read his stats as well as when he chose his weapon.

"The maiden had your very expression when reading my stats. What's wrong with this stat?"

"Simple, only people related to the Vilebloods have that stat."

"Like me!" Gideon said, attempting to show himself off.

"So does that mean-"

"No you're not a Vileblood. Gid would have known immediately and tore you to shreds. What you are however is unique. Follow me and Gid and don't you dare think about taking on one of these enemies in your state. You don't even have decent enough skill to get rid of a ghoul never mind a snatcher and if they get their hands on you you're off to the unseen village and we can't help you there."

"Leave it to me." Gideon said while skipping down the corridor of the dungeon.

Virgil was quietly walking with Milo as he also decided to call him to himself just because it was easier to say than Vermillion. He saw glimpses of Gideon slicing through the enemies up ahead and each time the uneasy feelings growing larger and larger.

"Don't judge Gid too much, I know he may seem like some insane monster but he really does have a kind heart." Vermillion said to ease the tension Gideons bloodlust was forming. Virgil definitely noticed it but most likely doesn't understand.

"Bloodlust is an aura in this world and not all hunters can read auras but I can tell you have a knack for it even if it is elementary."

"Bloodlust?"

"Hunters have auras that people who can read them will greatly effect. This works wonders since being able to read auras is a gift and a curse. You can easily read when a hunter or monster are inferior to you thanks to them, but you can become extremely overwhelmed by them if you can sense it and it's much greater than your own. The fear can crush you."

Virgil grasped at his chest as the tightness was growing more painful.

"So this is Gideons aura?"

"Terrifying isn't it? It takes time to get used to."

Virgil could hear Gideon laughing maniacally while slaughtering whatever layed ahead in the dungeon and it truly was terrifying but he now knew better than to underestimate appearances.

"Funny enough Gideon, as strong as he may be is unable to read auras."

"If someone as strong as he can't why can I?"

Vermillion looked up at the moon from the cracks of the dungeon with some worry growing on his face.

"Aura reading isn't learned or given based on strength nor bloodline. It's completely random. But precisely half of all hunters can read auras. Nobody knows what determines this natural selection that occurs here."

Gideon ran down the corridor towards them but instead of happiness or bloodlust, he appeared sad for some reason. Like he was going to begin crying.

"Hey kid are you okay?" Virgil bent a knee and saw blood on Gideons face and body and concern flooded his fears and anxieties. Gideon had saved his life, regardless of how he decided to look at it. He looked over to Milo for help but he just rolled his eyes.

"Don't start crying because the dungeon has been too easy. You even do this in tier three dungeons."

That's when Gideon broke into tears.

"But... I w-w-want... a challenge!" Gideon said with broken speech.

"God you're spoiled." Milo said.

Milo reached into his pocket and removed a small red bell. Virgil was trying to closely analyze it seeing that it was much different from the silver bell that was used to summon Gideon. Made of what seemed to be bronze and home to many cracks, carvings and some rust Virgil couldn't possibly see it be capable of producing a bell like sound.

And was he right.

Milo shook the bell and an eyeball on the bell opened and looked at Virgil, causing Virgil's heart to skip a beat. He shook it again, and again and more and more eyes opened on it until finally a sound was made. But not a ringing sound but rather a screaming sound. The high pitch scream of a woman echoed throughout the dungeon. It was so loud that Virgil had to cover his ears from the noise.

But then it stopped. And a red aura formed below Vermillion's legs and quickly vanished. What it brought was a very wide smile on Gideons face.

"Can I?" He asked Milo.

"So long as Virgil is in sight so he can see how this all works."

"How what works? The bell?"

"You already saw that do it's job, you get to see some hunter versus hunter."