That sa day, late at night, Lucinda, after a long attempt to reason with the Hero again, ca tired to her room.
In the first City of Limbo, among the outsiders, Lucinda was the only being the Hero feared and obeyed. Because of this, she lived with him in the sa large building in the city center. A small part of the building belonged to her and her servants, and no one, not even the Hero, dared to raise a hand against them, so as not to provoke her anger.
Lucinda chose to live with the Hero precisely because of him, in order to monitor his actions and actions. In fact, it was she who dealt with the consequences of his antics.
She would have given up long ago and strangled the Hero with her own hands if she hadn't known him personally before he beca his current self. Her desire to leave Limbo was also held in place by invisible chains.
The longer she stayed in this place, the weaker the chains beca, and she realized that perhaps one day she would break off and strangle the Hero with her own hands.
Entering the room, Lucinda, tired, stretched her arms and using a basic light spell created several balls of light to illuminate the room.
Tired, she sat down on the bed and thought about what had happened today.
After a while, she frowned and finally noticed sothing unusual and looked around.
There was no one there. Everything was completely quiet.
It was this silence that seed strange to her. After all, even if she lived alone, the servants lived with her, who perford their duties around the house, and even at that ti, one of them had to work.
Moreover, enough ti had passed since Lucinda entered her room, and her personal maid should have already co to her.
"Who's there?" asked Lucinda, overco by an inexplicable sense of soone's presence.
As soon as she said these words, the part of the room illuminated by a small ball of light went out, and darkness engulfed her.
Lucinda imdiately recognized who it was, and her eyes trembled slightly in fear, but she quickly regained her composure.
"Why did you co? And where is my maid?" she asked with firmness in her voice.
"They're fine..." ca the playful reply.
The darkness was thickening, taking over more and more space in the room. In response, the remaining balls of light grew brighter and stopped the onset of darkness.
In Lucinda's spacious bedroom, two powerful forces collided: Light and Darkness.
The Light continued to struggle for so ti, but gradually began to lose ground.
Before the darkness could completely engulf the room, and at the mont when part of Lucinda's clothes began to transform, the darkness suddenly receded. Noticing this, Lucinda stopped her transformation, and her clothes beca whole again.
"You lasted longer this ti than last ti," Sierra said, coming out of the corner of the room and staring intently at Lucinda. There was no longer the sa fear in her eyes, but Sierra still noticed a note of concern in them.
Without waiting for Lucinda's response, Sierra used dark magic to create a small round table and chair in the center of the room.
Sierra unceremoniously sat down at the table.
"Sit down, let's talk," Sierra suggested, taking out her favorite drink from her storage.
Lucinda, watching Sierra, couldn't contain her anxiety. In contrast to the dark chair, Lucinda created a light one and sat down opposite Sierra.
"Do you want to try it?" Sierra repeated, holding out her drink.
Despite the fact that light and darkness were opposite elents, and Lucinda didn't have a warm relationship with Sierra anyway, she wasn't afraid that Sierra would harm her. Therefore, she accepted the offer without hesitation, pulled out one of the glasses from her collection from her storage and handed it to Sierra. She poured her a drink without hesitation.
After taking a sip and enjoying the exquisite taste of the drink, Lucinda, still holding the glass in her hand, turned her gaze to Sierra and repeated her question.:
"What brings you here?"
— The desire to talk... and, of course, to get sothing from you," with these words, Sierra took out two small empty vials and put them on the table, after which she gently pushed them towards Lucinda.
- What is it? Lucinda asked in disbelief, looking at the two empty vials.
"Little sister asked to get so blood essences from you, if possible," Sierra said, taking another sip. Lucinda, hearing this, started and looked questioningly at Sierra, trying to figure out if she was serious or if it was just a joke.
However, seeing Sierra's calm and serious expression, Lucinda swallowed hard and turned her gaze back to the vials.
"If anything, little sister asked not to put pressure on you, and if you don't want to, you can refuse," Sierra added.
There was no obvious threat in Sierra's words, but Lucinda still couldn't shake the uneasy feeling that if she refused, Sierra might forcibly extract the essence of blood from her.
She picked up two empty vials and, with a thoughtful expression on her face, asked:
"Why would she need them?"
"Who knows?" Sierra shrugged her shoulders.
"Why are you helping her?"
Lucinda was puzzled: she couldn't understand why such a strong and unpredictable personality like Sierra was helping aliens from another world.
"She helped , and I owe her..." replied Sierra.
She didn't reveal everything. In addition to thanking her, Sierra made another deal with Arabel, the details of which she did not want to disclose.
"By the way, is it true that your personal maid is the only one of all the servants, counting the servants of the Hero himself, who can visit the Hero himself without fear or apprehension?"
This question from Sierra made Lucinda a little worried, and she began to worry about her personal maid.
"She's fine, she's sleeping in her room," noticing Lucinda's concern, Sierra hurried to reassure her. "Now tell , is it true?"
"Yes, Krista is the only one who is not afraid of the Hero and whom the Hero does not dare to touch," Lucinda confird, confirming the rumors.
Suddenly, Lucinda felt like Sierra was using her Soul Force to send soone a ssage, the contents of which she couldn't grasp.
"Well, let's enjoy the drink. We're going to have a long night to talk about a lot of things, and you'll have ti to fill the vials. Unless, of course, you don't mind sharing your blood essence," Sierra said, sipping her drink.
It was only now that Lucinda began to suspect that Sierra might have co to her in order to detain and distract her.
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