[Analysis of the combination method between the Curse Rule and the Will of the Abyss...]
Every piece of information was a precious bit of knowledge.
Every bit of Purification was a fight against the Abyss.
「Clan Leader's Palace」
Titus Justice lay on a wide stone bed, his chest rising and falling faintly.
Dark purple lines flowed faintly beneath his skin, like countless venomous snakes slithering just below the surface.
Aidele knelt by the bed, her hands tightly clutching her father's ice-cold hand.
Her deep teal eyes were fixed on her father's forehead.
A one-fifth dose of the second version of the Potion had just been applied there.
The pale silver liquid seeped into his skin and vanished.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
Ten seconds.
There was no reaction.
Aidele's heart sank, her nails digging into her palms until they drew blood.
Her eyes were rimmed with red. She bit down hard, refusing to make a sound.
