The Damned Demon - Chapter 767

Chapter 767: When Blood Calls



"Sabina, no! Come back!" Silvia cried out from behind, her voice filled with worry as she rushed to follow. She could see the anguish driving Sabina's reckless charge, and it terrified her. "Please! It's not safe!"

Sabina didn't hear her or simply didn't care. Her blood-streaked gown billowed as she threw herself into the thick of the draconian horde.

"You filthy bastards!" she spat, her chain snapping forward and coiling around a draconian's throat. With a sharp pull, the soldier's body crumpled to the ground, lifeless. Sabina's dark mana surged, animating the corpse and sending it staggering forward to fight its former allies.

"Sabina! Stop! You're going to get yourself killed!" Silvia's soft yet panicked voice cried out as she chased after her companion. Her delicate hand clutched her dark red staff tightly, her wide eyes flicking between the swarming draconians and Sabina's reckless assault.

"Stay back, Silvia!" Sabina barked, her voice rough, "I don't need help!" But her chain lashed out again, her body trembling from the sheer exertion of her vengeance-driven attack.

Silvia ignored her, her heart pounding as she pressed forward, "Silvia can't leave you alone! You'll die like this!" Her staff flared with a blood-red glow, and in an instant, shimmering rose petals of dark red mana materialized in the air around her. The petals swirled like a deadly storm, cutting through the draconians that tried to reach Sabina.

Sabina didn't respond, her focus entirely on tearing down the enemies before her. The ground beneath her was littered with the broken bodies of draconians, many of which she animated to rise again as undead soldiers. The undead fought with terrifying ferocity, but the sheer number of draconians continued to press closer.

Silvia raised her staff again, her voice trembling but resolute, "Stay away from her!" The illusion of a blooming rose bush suddenly erupted from the ground, thorned vines lashing out and ensnaring several draconians.

The soldiers roared, slashing at the ethereal vines as they struggled to break free from something that wasn't even real.

But the draconians weren't slowing. A blade raked across Silvia's arm, tearing through her sleeve and leaving a bloody gash.

"AHH!" She gasped, stumbling back as pain flared through her.

"Silvia!" Sabina turned sharply, her eyes widening as she saw the injury. For the first time since she had charged into the fray, her rage faltered.

She moved toward Silvia, lashing out with her chain to knock away the draconian who had struck her. Sabina's breath came in heavy pants, her energy nearly spent, but she stood protectively in front of Silvia, her bloodied chain coiled tightly in her hands.

"You're such a foolish girl!" Sabina muttered through gritted teeth, her voice trembling with both anger and concern. "Why didn't you stay back?!"

"S-Silvia couldn't just let you..." Silvia's soft voice broke off as her eyes welled with tears. Before she could say more, a chilling presence descended over the battlefield.

Suddenly, a streak of silver and crimson tore through the ranks of the draconians with an elegant, deadly precision.

Jael, his dark red sword gleaming with malice, landed gracefully before Sabina and Silvia, his posture poised yet brimming with controlled fury. His long ruby hair caught the dim light of the battlefield, his movements as fluid as a dance.

A draconian lunged at him, but before it could strike, Jael's blade flashed. The soldier froze, its body falling apart in clean halves as Jael turned his cold, piercing gaze toward the remaining horde. His voice was calm yet laced with icy wrath.

to the new threat.

"Father!" Silvia cried out, her voice breaking with relief. Her heart surged as she saw the familiar figure cutting through the draconians with ease. Tears of anguish turned into tears of hope as she clutched her staff, "Father is here!"

Vernon's deep, commanding voice boomed across the battlefield as he called out, "Silvia! Take your brother and get to safety! I will deal with these wretches."

Jael staggered, his blade slipping slightly as the pressure on him lessened. His eyes flickered toward his father, and a faint, exhausted smile touched his lips. But his body was at its limit. He collapsed to his knees, his sword falling from his grasp upon seeing that he held out long

enough.

"Big Brother!" Silvia screamed, rushing toward him.

Sabina, despite her weariness, followed close behind, her brows furrowing as she saw the

state of Silvia's brother.

Silvia fell to her knees beside Jael, her trembling hands grabbing his arm. Tears streamed down her face as she whispered, "Please, big brother... You have to come with me. Don't leave

me!"

Jael, his breaths shallow, managed to lift his gaze toward her, "Silvia... don't cry... You're safe now. That's all that matters."

"No!" she cried, shaking her head vehemently, "You're coming with me. I won't leave

without you!"

Sabina knelt on Jael's other side, her face grim but determined. She grabbed his other arm, her voice softer than usual. "Come on, Jael. You heard your father. Let's go."

With tears streaming down her face, Silvia mustered her strength to pull Jael to his feet with

Sabina's help. Together, they dragged him away from the battlefield, the sounds of Vernon's soldiers clashing with the draconians filling the air behind them.

Vernon's voice echoed once more, steady and unyielding, "Go fast! I will hold them here!"

Silvia cast one last tearful glance at her father before focusing on her brother, her determination carrying her forward.

Despite the chaos behind them, they pressed on, carrying Jael toward safety.