Chapitre 462: Flint's Death

David held Flint in his arms, he could feel the life force slipping out from Flint's body.

Even after using his own blood, there was a reaction. David still didn't give up, his fangs elongated and he bit Flint by the neck softly.

Withdrawing his fangs, he waited in anticipation but in just five seconds, Flint whispered and took its last breath. The bite seemed to have worsened the situation instead

David clenched his jaws tightly and his eyes reddened slightly. Although he had taken Flint on a whim, he still considered it a part of his own even with its unruly nature.

Taking in a deep breath, he wrapped flint gently with a cloth and then placed him within his storage ring.

Since Flint was dead it was applicable to the rules of the storage ring. David sat down cross-legged on the floor and meditated.

He wasn't able to mediate immediately since his mind was chaotic and his thoughts were all over the place.