Chapitre 106: Be a gentleman

Tristan watched with a growing smirk as Elysia plunged a vial of the Dark Touch's blood into a combat maid. He'd seen this transformation countless times from the numerous Dark Touchs that he had to deal with while on the trail in search of Elysia, but the amusement of it never got old.

"What a pity, Elysia," he called out mockingly, "resorting to such desperate measures? Have you run out of your little tricks? Is the Order of Rose that frightened of me?"

"Why you!" Elysia growled as she glared at Tristan through the mirror on the wall.

Tristan smirked, turning to face his reflection as well.

The transformation of the combat maid began almost immediately. A painful groan erupted from her throat as her skin became pale and twisted, and dark veins coursed visibly beneath the surface. Her eyes turned blood red, and her teeth elongated into sharp, beast-like fangs dripping with a viscous black fluid.