At those words, without another word,
Lynn immediately turned around. Without the slightest hesitation, he spun a dagger into his hand with a few quick flicks and gripped it tight.
"How much do you need? I don't have much else, but I've got plenty of blood!"
Under the effects of Flesh Cataclysm, his ability to produce blood had always been excellent.
The Feather Pen paused, pointed at the ink bottle before him, and wrote:
[A small bottle will do, though you could prepare a little extra, just in case...]
Shhk-
A blade plunged into flesh.
Before she had even finished writing, Lynn had already slashed open his major artery without missing a beat.
Pssssss-
In an instant,
blood spurted wildly.
[Wait, let me finish writing! Don't be in such a hurry...]
[That sticky stuff is really hard to clean off if it gets on me!]
"..."
Outside, the sky was pitch-black.
An enormous magic array hung over all of Dark Night City like a canopy, as though it might collapse at any moment.
Panicked crowds filled the city streets. The Night Doctor garrison had already rushed to evacuate people from every district, but their efforts still did little good.
Getting every creature in the city outside its walls in such a short time was virtually impossible.
"What the hell is going on with that magic array?!"
"Matriarch above, has some evil being invaded Dark Night City? But how is that possible!"
"Where are Sir Awen and the others? The garrison has sealed off the Central Plaza. This calamity seems to be coming from the Matriarch's temple. What's going on?!"
Everyone was frantic.
They had no idea what kind of situation they were facing.
Everything had happened too suddenly.
This might well have been the first crisis of such magnitude