686 Brink of war (1/2)

They knew what they were facing, the enemies that might come after them, and weren't arrogant enough to think that they could succeed without Quinn. The stronger and better he got, the better it was for them.

At the moment, the Cursed family couldn't compete with the other factions just based on sheer size. They had more members, and if a full scale battle was to happen, they were likely to lose. Even if Quinn and the other leaders lived, what was the point?

There would no longer be a faction to run and what was the point of them creating one in the first place, if not to protect the people in it. What they could do was minimise that risk by making Quinn just as strong as the leaders.

They saw the damage his soul weapon could do, and improving their best weapon was a must. This was why no one complained when Quinn asked for the emperor tier crystals.

There was some kick back, about Quinn going off on his own, but in the end, he was free to do as he wished. Also, both Sam and Linda were on Quinn's side, allowing him to go on his own. They knew why, he had powers he couldn't show or use compared to others.

Using the teleporter, Quinn arrived at the shelter, he had everything he needed. After giving Alex his flask to hold his own blood in, there were no more flasks to hand out.

For once, Quinn had asked Kazz for a favour, asking that when she made her report back to the vampire worldm if she could bring back more with her. The simple request was accepted, and she didn't even question why.

For now though, he had borrowed Fex's flask and had two of them on him. He had the blood bank with 200 milliliters of blood and two flasks, each holding another 100 millilitres of blood. In total 400 milliliters of blood.

This was one of the longest solo journeys Quinn would go on, and he would feel hunger. There would be no people to feast on in an emergency on the new land, so he had to come extra prepared.

Looking at the map, Quinn could see how far they had travelled last time. This time he would be going further into the new lands. The reason was because he was looking for fire elemental type beasts to make his new weapon.

Maybe he could find something in the desert, but there was a risk. So he preferred to try and explore the other areas. He had rented a small jeep and was on his way to the new land.

Quinn was saving his MC cells for battle.

What Quinn was unaware of, was that the Parasite members that were in the shelter, were keeping an eye on all of his movements.

”On his own?” Mantis replied. ”Are you sure?”

From Wevil's report, they knew Quinn was strong, but going out in the open on his own was still dangerous. Many mistakes could occur; he was surprised that the faction members would have even allowed this.

”Well, I guess this is the perfect opportunity to start our little act then. When he's on his way back, you know what to do. Whatever it takes delay him from getting back.”

Reaching the foot of the mountain, he abandoned the jeep, and it was time for him to start his hunt. Other than gathering crystals, Quinn was also here to try to improve his shadow skills as much as possible.

The fight with Vicky and Pai had taught him a lot, and without Vorden he could have possibly died. Turning into the Bloodsucker wasn't a good solution to the problem.

He was hoping he would increase the level of his skills and finally complete his level seven shadow ability to move up to level eight.

It was going well by not rushing things, Quinn was dealing with the emperor beasts as needed, and resting whenever he could.

The same however, could not be said back at the Cursed ship and shelter. A few days had gone past since Quinn's disappearance, and just like before, the Parasites and Cursed members were getting into more and more arguments.

The price hikes continued, and eventually, even Blip was getting sick of it. He didn't like discriminating between faction members as he wanted to treat everyone the same, but it had gotten to him as well.

So they retaliated, only charging members from the Parasites high prices for materials in the marketplace. Still, the Parasites knew that they were actually good business for the Cursed, who were low on funds.

At the moment, they couldn't really trade outside to any factions for fear they might turn on them and attack. They may even just steal the items and runoff. If it was a match of who could last longest, then the Cursed would lose this one.

On top of this, the Parasites started to take the same quests the Cursed were, almost mirroring their actions, and they were doing what they did best - leeching off the hard work of others and stealing the kills at the last second.