[Blood Construct - Level 24]
Two of them this time around.
The monsters whispered in tones that bypassed ears and went straight to the spine. Twisted echoes of past voices, all layered and pleading. "Hungry…So hungry…"
Bastet stepped forward immediately with the golden radiance of her solar aura flaring out. Her fingers began gathering mana with murderous intent as a sadistic smirk already began forming on her sensual lips. "Time to burn, meat puddles-"
Two hands grabbed her shoulders. One was Luna's, the other Nyx's.
"Stop," they said in sync.
Bastet's tail froze mid-swish. "What?"
"If you really are the bane of the undead," Nyx began explaining, "then you're our ace."
Luna nodded beside her. "Don't waste mana wiping out every single enemy, or you'll run dry far too soon. Keep your reserves near-full for now."
