Raziel blinked and the corrupted red text faded from his vision.
Celestine remained on the floor bleeding heavily from the mouth and did not move.
Raziel didn't waste time checking her pulse, he didn't care if she lived or died.
The new class blocked his empathy and replaced it with practical logic, he just walked directly to Mirael.
The Oracle hung from the chains, her eyes stopped glowing and returned to a dull gray.
Raziel stood in front of her. "We need to go."
He raised his right hand.
The energy wrapped around his fingers and grabbed the iron chains holding her collarbones.
HISSS!
The umbral mana melted the iron instantly and Mirael fell forward.
Raziel caught her before she hit the ground.
She was incredibly light and felt like just skin and bones after years of starvation.
Mirael raised her hand. "The ritual, Finish it."
Raziel shook his head. "You don't have enough blood left."
