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1st Tour: Kalma

Ilyavher la Trushen Seraphiel, the Empress of the Seraphiel Empire, was in a situation akin to Theophyr, the verity of the reason why Hector Atticus Seraphiel heeded to the Empress's wishes regardless of how unreasonable they were. He wanted her to stay beside him for the benefit of quelling his pruriences.

"Zelel, begin."

"Understood, Your Majesty."

Latterly of responding, Zelel heaved a deep sigh to prepare himself. Then, he closed his eyes ahead of starting the process.

"omnium gatherum; collige, spiritus mundi, cruor"

Ensuing the finality of his incantation, Zelel pierced the patch of dirt, an inch away from the passageway to the mansion, using Terre Deserte. With that action, the activation of the Holy Sword's ability to collect blood was brought to its onset. It was a procedure that would take some time, considering that the amount of blood that it had to gather covered a wide area.

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