บท 1813: Countermeasures

Eren suddenly detected a strong smell of metal and flesh.

"Hmmm!"

Eren breathed out hard through his nose, and streams of blood flowed from both his nostrils, running down his mouth and staining his clothes. Strangely, he felt much better after the release of blood, as if a significant weight had been lifted from inside his head. 

If his headache was previously like an enraged demon wolf constantly howling, it had now transformed into a dog's low growl, post the relief obtained from the bleeding. The headache was still there and it was bound to stay with him for a few days.

"I tried to minimize the damage, but—"

Shallot spoke in a low voice as she gently caressed Eren's back. However, her small figure and hands weren't sufficient to provide him with relief.

Nonetheless, he could sense her genuine care and smiled at her. Wiping the blood stains below his nostrils, he snapped his fingers and used his bloodline ability to heal himself.