Chapter 9: Enemy?

In the awakening chamber, Irene was currently unconscious. Her skin was coated with red, and a trace of blood was on her lips. It was her blood. It was not without consequence that she tried to withstand such a terrifying force.

The accumulation of the power of ancestors indeed couldn't be underestimated. She had been too reckless and impatient. Now, after she had just recovered from the magnetic field sequelae, she was injured again. Her inner organs had ruptured, hence the blood on her lips. Luckily, she protected her heart. Otherwise, she'd be without a complete corpse by now.

The damage caused by the tyrannical force had calmed down, and the cells began to repair themselves slowly. Even in her unconscious state, Irene still dimly feel great pain as weakness overtook her entire being.

After what seemed to be a long time, her consciousness hovered between sobriety and drunkness.

"Dæmon's people snatched the weapons again. We were the ones who intercepted these scoundrels. Now, they