Supernatural: Blood Ritual

tened the harsh rays of the sun that smothered the whole street. The steam

plants and fresh flowers, a bookstore playing "For Elise," and schoolgirls giggling at the rows of love spells and ener

en sign in bold black. The wind chime made of transparent stones hung

airs were pots of tall betel nut trees, luxuriant blue hydrangea bushed. Climbing rose trellis Pierre Arditi are displayed close to the wal

nd of this month?" The guy with surrea

kill anyone. But no, he is still nagging and nagging until its poor owner has to get away with it in the rain. A fluffy dem

ooks like Abyss? Also, magic ite

don't be mean, I'm not

was a trickster. The shop owner - a demigod guy - would rather flirt with young girls than really focus on

floating - sighed. He stuffed little brother a delicious sandwich wi

z? There was no one in this city that consumes as quickly as you. Even

eyes on the pots of anti-magic-black lily-of-the-vall

ows so well. If you want, I can add so

Noldor

with sweet things until he was so full and be already scolded for a bad match if he dared to keep his mouth shut. There was norma

ere bubbling and bubbling. The cakes in the glass cabinets were changing color. The food leftovers by the guests on the table were falling and crumbling all over

have died because of that? If you want to turn into a dry corpse

angs were sticking out of

ery powerful and if I can handle it, it will be e

aristocrat elf and vampire wasn't something that an apprentice wizard like him could bear. Actually, it wa

ve one!" Then everything suddenly fell silent, the magic dissipated as quickly as it had appeared. Balan wearily scr

w, Balan, I know. I'm scared too, so you can rest assured that I won't use my life to make jokes. Not even Abyss

ead, and snorted: "If you were really sma

d whispered: "You know I have to do this. I need to fi

ere in the same situation as this boy. But this was a brother he loved, and Balan certa

keep breaking my hea

for a moment, then pa

ill have t

arm, almost his whole body (the

always put this immature fang next t

er: "It's the vampire's First Blood fang, don't call immature fang like that! No one but you will understand what the hell you a

to coddle his brother - automatically shook his finger and charmed

didn't write

and was extremely, extremely, extremely sensitive to magical rituals involving blood. Balan sincerely prayed to all the gods that had ever been in the world that that young fang - damn it, he was infe

of crafting magic items - and collected everything he needed. Amethyst crystal powder (and all the

ng at me, yo

e goosebumps wi

teeth. As if it were his fault,

people's blood are just like people who di