Chapter 942: In Critical Conditions

Chapter 942: In Critical Conditions



Hati walked back into her house, carrying both Arad and Lunara with her tails. She stood in the hallway and looked around, sensing that one of her daughters was close by so she called her

with a weak pulse of magic.

Like a cat sniffing food, the daughter poked her head out of the washing room where she was taking care of clothes and saw her mother carrying the two behind her. Hati waved her hand, "Clothes can wait. Go get the healing quarter ready, we've got one badly injured and one drained."

The daughter gasped and she rushed away to get the quarter ready. Hati nodded with a smile as she started slowly walking after her toward the healing quarter.

"I'm fine." Lunara protested, trying to free herself from Hati's tail but she failed. What looked like a white and soft fluffy tail was as hard as steel and as rough as steel brushes. It felt like being cradled in a massive blanket of sharp spikes and nails. To Lunara, it felt like being carried by a porcupine instead of a Fenrir.

"Come on, come on...no need to be shy." Hati replied without even looking back at Lunara, "Welcome to the mortal world. In any other circumstances, I would be shoving my tail down your throat and ripping your heart apart. But be grateful that Kayden allowed you in."

Lunara giggled, "You kill me? I underestimated Arad, but I can tell you aren't a fighter. You might have a lot of magic, but it's mainly focused on buffs and barriers, and those aren't even defensive. They are for repair and maintenance. You're a builder, not a woman that fights in the front lines." Lunara's demon eyes couldn't be wrong, Hati wasn't even trying to hide the colors of her magic.

"You aren't wrong, but you're still an inexperienced young brat." Hati giggled, "Great power is a detriment, you'll never taste defeat." Hati finally looked back, "People learn from failure far more than they do from success. You've never lost a fight, so you won't know what kind of people to be scared of."n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

As Hati finished speaking, Lunara started spazzing out with blood rushing out of her every hole. Her heart couldn't beat normally anymore and her lungs started failing, her organs began shutting down as her whole body crashed.

Then just as suddenly, she was fine. Lunara was confused, for a second she thought that death was coming for her.

"Eternity means the constant state of being without change. Neither you nor Arad should be alive in your exhausted conditions. He's cooked alive and you're far past exhaustion, your body doesn't even have the energy to allow your heart to beat." Another one of Hati's tails wrapped around Lunara's neck and started squeezing it, "You can't feel it, can you? Your heart isn't beating."

was dead.

"You killed her?" Hati stared at her with a passive face.

"This body of hers is already destroyed. I'll make her a new one. That should be faster than trying to botch her and hope she recovers." The pale mother smiled as her torso opened up from the collarbone to the hips, revealing a massive maw of teeth and fangs. A long tongue wrapped around Lunara's body and she was swallowed whole.

"How long will it take?" Hati asked.

"I've collected her soul...I'll give birth to her in an hour or so." The pale night pulled a chair and sat down, "An adult body is good, right? The same age as the one she had."

"Yeah, we want a body as similar to her current so she won't have much trouble getting used to it." Hati leaned back, "It's amazing, how you can just do that."

"I used to only give birth to demons as babies, and nowhere near this scale." The pale night smiled, "Thanks to Gracie, ever since I got her blessing, I can rebirth anyone into a healthy body as long as I get their soul."

Like all powerful demons, The Pale Night has her followers among humans, and most of them flock to her to cure their birth defects and disabilities. Those who were cursed with bad genetics or bodies that can't achieve their desired goals. With sufficient offering, some cultists had managed to convince the pale night to rebirth them into healthier, stronger, and more talented and blessed bodies. Of course, with the caveat that the new body would always have a hit of demonic blood, called the pale mark.

The pale night looked at Arad, "What about that cute boy over there?" She said with a smile, "Does he need a new mother?"

"Probably, but I don't know about giving him demonic blood. Leave him aside, for now, I've called a specialist in dragons." Hati looked at the door as it slowly opened up.

"Oh my! What a surprise..." The pale night gasped in slight surprise at the person who just

walked in.