"Blood Wings"
[Godfather, can you show off your blood manipulation skill and injure all of them? Make sure they're dying, near-death but won't die if they get treatment.]
Ainsley's eyes were determined as she looked up at the Godfather.
[I know this is selfish and annoying. But I think we can assert more dominance this way. I want to build another image other than a mass murderer with a curse ability.]
Ainsley clenched her fists tightly. She looked straight into the Godfather's eyes.
The Godfather told her that she shouldn't be a lone fighter. But if she massacred people once more, wouldn't she be a lone fighter...again?
Why can't she be like a queen, making people fear her while showing off her ability?
The Godfather could actually understand what Ainsley meant, and the young man felt as if something just stabbed his heart.