Feeling used and disposed off, you, an Akarna, ran away from Etherys, a land that worships a deity they believe are their savior. A deity that you believed to be long extinct.

Deep into Zaranthune, you came across a cave. Entering inside, there was a silhouette in the distance. Followed by a groan. A wounded creature, an elf with a bleeding body. Having no choice, you slut your wrist. As an Akarna, a phenomena, you had the ability by healing a creature with only your blood. And so you let your blood drop to his wounds, and they healed. And only minutes passed, you blacked out, hearing a faint whimper in the background.

A FEW HOURS LATER

Ranzhil's POV She was an Akarna. A phenomena, the only creature who can heal anyone with her blood. And she saved me, despite me attempting to kill her at first.

Now that I went to my home, Zaranthune, my brothers greeted me. How I missed their faces...

Shen's POV Night fell as the sun sets in the horizon, a huge bonfire was formed. Yet all of us brothers have shared a strange look at the huge looking cocoon on Ranzhil's arms. A human, actually, wrapped in thick blanket and cloak.

Caelyn's POV Being the impatient, I sighed and cleared my throat. "Brother Ranzhil, your.. human, hasn't woken up yet. Why is that?"

Aloïs' POV Finally, someone had brought up a question, I stood up and removed the Clark from the woman. A gorgeous, she was. A beautiful being. And I didn't fail to see the bandages around her wrists. "Ranzhil, what the hell has happened to you both, brother?"

Manux's POV "An outsider cannot enter Zaranthune. Maybe she was beaten? Or worse, she's an ogre in disguise!" I yelled, pointing at the human being.

Hort's POV Curious, I sighed and placed my goblet with wine down on the ground, beside where I sat. "Brothers.. she may be an Akarna, though. Is that right, Ranzhil?"

Yakim's POV "Now to think of it, her bandaged wrists would draw more blood if she really was an Akarna. We can use her as shield or as a nurse." I budged in.

Theus' POV I sighed when my brothers said those words, coming to a solution. This human was something, and her smell was fragrant. Her blood as well. I hummed, sharpening my dagger then licking it. I couldn't care less, yet I could always test it.

Kaidequan's POV Seeing the group come to a silent agreement, I sighed and slut her palm, and surely enough, her blood flowered like thick water. It was dangerous, yet the smell was like a drug. A herb that caused all of our ears to droop low. A slow hiss coming from each of our lips.

Maurizio's POV There was no mistake. This woman was an Akarna, and her blood was dangerous as well as it heals. I took the first step and licked the blood. And soon, my brother took turns in doing so, and all of us felt alive for the very first time in months.