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Zamira... Is she unharmed? Contemplating her well-being, I swiftly rise, brushing off the detritus from my body. Regrettably, the smartwatch adorning my wrist lies shattered beyond repair, evoking a sigh from my lips. It was a cherished gift from Myra. This wristwatch is no ordinary trinket, for it serves as a life-saving relic. It activates upon sensing any peril or impending demise befalling its wearer, as is the case presently.

Gazing upward, the sky retains a reddish hue, while remnants of my vampiric aura linger in the air.

Moreover, traces of Zamira\'s vampire aura also taint the atmosphere. Scanning the distance, I discern no signs of her presence, stirring a tinge of panic within me. Only destruction surrounds me. Widespread devastation.

The ground lies scorched, as though hell itself has materialized in this very place. Numerous crevices and ruptures mar its surface, exuding a liquid akin to molten lava. The earth must have been subjected to intense conflagration, resulting in partial liquefaction. The ambient heat emanating from this area is anything but trifling, though it ranks among my lesser concerns.

Zamira, where can she be?

"Zamira!" I bellow, yet minutes pass without any response. I persist with my fervent calls, but to no avail, frustration gradually etching its mark upon my countenance. There remains but one recourse, for a sliver of my vampiric aura yet endures.

Though my sinews threaten to rend asunder, I must resort to this option, lest I bear this guilt for eternity. That assault was potent, exacerbated by her already weakened state after contending with demi-gods and demon-ranked beasts.

Without delay, I make a shallow incision upon my palm.

"O crimson lifeblood, heed my command and bend to my will as your sovereign. Absolute dominion; Blood fairy summon," I mutter, as my form begins to emit a faint crimson luminescence.

WHOOSH!

Suddenly, a diminutive crimson figure, roughly the size of a clenched fist, materializes, soaring through the air.

"Why did you go to such lengths to summon me?" the figure inquires, furrowing its brow. This figure is none other than the blood spirit—a being capable of molding its corporeal essence into any desired shape, currently manifesting its physical form. Its eerie visage bears a red, menacing countenance, adorned with a trident-shaped mark upon its forehead. Its most disconcerting feature lies in its white eyes, resembling an unfathomable abyss.

"Silence yourself, I require your aid," I retort without faltering.

"SKSHEEESH!" the blood spirit grits its teeth.

"If it weren\'t for your mastery of absolute blood control, I would not deign to respond to your summons. Furthermore, how did you even learn to summon me? This is utterly improper," the blood spirit hisses disdainfully.

"Fufufu, I detected your presence the moment I arrived on this planet," I chuckle softly, though my thoughts remain consumed by Zamira.

"What is it that you desire, then?" the blood spirit queries, punctuating its question with a snort.

"I seek my aunt\'s whereabouts. With your assistance, finding her will be far easier. Although I could have used my aura to locate her, I have unfortunately depleted it entirely," I explain to the blood spirit.

"Now, how shall I help you locate her?" the blood spirit asks, teeth gritted.

"Two vampire auras still linger in the air, and the second one belongs to her," I inform the blood spirit.

"Consider it done!" the blood spirit responds. In the next instant, it streaks across the sky like a shooting star, diligently scouring the surroundings.

After a few moments, the voice of the blood spirit resonates in my ears.

"I have found her!"

Upon hearing these words, I dash toward the blood spirit\'s location.

Rubble. Rubble. Rubble. Rubble.

"Arrgh!" I groan as I heave a colossal boulder aside.

Behold, Zamira\'s form now lies before me, burdened by a large slab of stone resting upon her legs. She had been concealed beneath layers of rubble and debris before I discovered her here. Without the blood spirit\'s aid, it would have taken me a considerable amount of time to locate her.

"Zamira!" I shout as I hasten toward her, casting the stone aside before cradling her in my arms. Her armor lies in ruins, as if disintegrated. Only tattered remnants of undergarments cling to her body, crumbling to dust the moment I lift her.

A substantial towel wraps tightly around her chest, seemingly an attempt to conceal her ample bosom as best as possible.

Was it truly necessary for her to go to such lengths to hide her assets? Despite her efforts, it remains evident that her bosom is anything but inconspicuous.

"I believe she requires assistance! Why are you staring?" the blood spirit\'s voice jolts me back to reality, prompting me to inspect Zamira\'s body.

"She is alive, albeit unconscious. That surge of yellow energy must have taken its toll on her. Furthermore, half of her hair has been singed," I remark as I channel a portion of my Ki into her body, alleviating her pain and tending to her injuries. Simultaneously, I strive to replenish at least a fragment of her vampiric aura.

"Did you mention yellow energy? That must be primal energy. I recall the time when the princess was learning about it. She acquired it from a spirit she had captured, in exchange for his freedom. However, it seems that spirit neglected to disclose its advantages and disadvantages," the blood spirit explains.

"What do you mean? Could you shed more light on the incident?" I inquire, my curiosity piqued.

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