[Ding! You retrieved "Dress stained with Messiah's blood x1."] [Ding! You retrieved "Bandages stained with Messiah's blood x5."]
Yes.
These were the things he had secretly stashed away.
Of course, he was no pervert with bizarre fetishes. It was just that, while forging the supreme body with Messiah in System Space, he had found them quite meaningful as keepsakes and reluctantly saved a few.
His ultimate purpose, naturally, had been to test whether they contained traces of angelic power. And the results had indeed proven it.
Seraphim blood truly flowed through her veins.
And now.
They happened to make perfect fuel for the Soul Lamp. Wonderful.
Soaking in progress.
Twisting in progress.
Squeezing in progress.
Finally, after Lynn finished working through the process.
Drip-
A drop of Messiah's bright red fuel fell into the faintly glowing Soul Lamp.
Whoosh-
Under Lynn's surprised gaze, the Soul Lamp actually flared to life. And judging by how brightly the flame shone, it was burning quite vigorously.
"As expected of black tea. Even as fuel, it's such a perfect fit."
It seemed he really needed to collect more in the future.
Once he found her.
He would have to ask her to give him some more to keep in reserve.
As the Soul Lamp lit up, the "tentacles" that had been whipping the Blood Cloak nearly to the point of collapse finally recoiled in fear to the edges of the light, no longer continuing their assault.
Correspondingly, beyond the Soul Lamp's light, the Erosion Marks grew increasingly agitated.
Holding the lamp, Lynn said with a faint smile:
"There. Now we should have what we need to venture deeper."
The Blood Cloak fought to endure the scene of Corruption and said, "What did you just add to the Soul Lamp?"
Lynn looked up.