Chapitre 204: What a Terrible Waste

Lenny knew that Cuban was a blood demon. However, what that entailed was very new to him.

In fact, he was not aware of even a fraction of the endless possibilities a Blood demon was capable of.

But right here and now, he saw a bit. He saw a very significant bit.

A few drops of blood left Cuban's fingers.

*Tip tap*

She fell right on the bashed head.

Those drops of blood were like summons as the blood and brain matter that had scattered on the ground slowly receded back to their original location.

Every cut, tear, or chunk of flesh was sent back the way it was.

Even the blood flowing on the ground went back into the Magistri's body.

It was like rewinding a movie.

Everything, including the slightest of cuts, was healed.

The Magistri looked at Cuban with primal fear in his eyes.