Chapter 373 Transplant Part 2 (1/2)

It required for Lith to anticipate the life force's flow, so he could place the energy on its tracks and connect the threads a second earlier they collided. There was no space for mistakes, each procedure could only be a success or a failure.

So far, he had failed a lot. The hole in Kalla's abdomen was the size of a human head, while her paw had enough life force to fill a space ten times as big. Yet it was already almost depleted.

To use what little energy was left, Lith used Invigoration before every attempt to fix the flow. It increased his odds of success at the expense of his endurance. With each use of Invigoration, the smaller was the effect and the higher the burden on Lith's body.

Each burst allowed him to use his full focus as he had just woken up from a good night sleep, and to deplete his mana without worries. Soon, he started bleeding from his nose, then from the ears and lastly from his eyes.

The Body Sculpting surgery lasted a little less than five minutes. The final result was a crude patchwork filling the hole, while Kalla's paw was pretty much crippled. As for Lith, he collapsed onto the ground with the same grace of a rock.

The hit was strong enough to worsen his condition. The bleeding continued, forming a small pool of blood beneath his face.

”I wonder what he did to me.” Kalla pondered. She was feeling better by the second, but it didn't mean much. It was just that anything was better than her previous near death experience.

Her abdomen felt like someone was stirring her bowels with a rusty razor while her left paw remained limp, no matter how much she attempted to move it. It was paralyzed, yet searing pain radiated from it.

”Pain, my old friend. You are the only true constant of life.” She sighed. ”I will not miss you once I ascend to the status of true undead. You are as clingy as annoying…”

”Mom!” Nok cut her monologue short.

”There's no time for your monologues, Nyka has lost it.”

”Damned isolation! It seems I can't keep my mouth shut.” Kalla said while turning around.

Nyka was on all four, near Lith's head, licking from the pool of blood. After the first taste, she shivered in pleasure and the feeding frenzy overwhelmed her. She had never tasted anything so delicious.

All the food she had previously eaten seemed to be rotten trash compared to that nectar. She drank the blood emitting slurping sounds, yet careful to not miss even a single drop.

”Nyka, stop immediately!” Kalla ordered while trying to get near her daughter. Her left paw refused to move, so she could only drag it on the floor while moving forward.

Nyka had already drained the pool, so she took Lith's head on her lap, caressing his jugular like they were long lost lovers. Her body had partially recovered from its starvation. The skin was no more flaccid, the wrinkles had disappeared.

Her full lips were of a deep red color, but it lasted only for a second before the blood covering them was drained and they returned to be milky white. A vampire had several ways of absorbing nourishment.

One was with darkness magic, but it was as tasty as airplane food so it was kept either as a last resort or as a combat option. Another was through the skin. Some of them bathed in blood, gaining from it strength and the same relaxation coming from a full day of SPA.

One of the two most favored methods was drinking it because it gave them pleasure.

”I just want some more.” Nyka replied turning her fingers into claws and pricking on Lith's neck with them. Her eyes were now full black, the sign that her mind was overpowered by her hunger.