The two women helped Allen sit down off to the side. He recovered remarkably quickly. A moment ago, he had been too exhausted to move a finger, but after panting for a little while, he could already brace his hands against the ground and shift his body.
[Vitality] might not be as good as [Restoration] at healing and regrowing limbs, but its ability to restore his strength so quickly was quite practical.
It was Dorothea's turn to stand in the center of the ritual. She took a deep breath, growing visibly nervous. "Am I-going to lose control like you did last time?"
"You might." Vanessa recalled the startling hunger that had suddenly come over her that time, but she was not entirely sure. "Or you might not."
[Spirit Vision] had not made her lose control. It had simply stayed forcibly active, and she had only been able to turn it off after a long time. Allen's [Vitality] had merely made his heart beat a little faster.
"Anyway, don't worry!" Vanessa patted her chest in assurance, but her eyes involuntarily darted toward the Nail-Headed Club leaning in the corner. "We're both here! Nothing can go wrong!"
Dorothea's eyelid twitched violently twice.
"All right-"
"Anything will do for the first sacrifice-let's try a stray dog first." Vanessa casually picked up a dog's corpse and tossed it into the center of the ritual, then asked curiously, "By the way, what sort of ability do you want? Or rather-what direction do you want your power to take?"
"Huh? I get to choose?"
"I'm not sure either." Vanessa shrugged. "But there's no harm in saying it. The Lord sees all. Perhaps he'll take your wishes into consideration-"
Dorothea pressed her lips together and spoke hesitantly. "I-I want-"
She faltered, stuck for a moment. She wanted