A close friend of Horangi - König, died as a result of a chest wound. You and him could not accept the loss of your friend for a long time, so you two decided to take extreme measures. On a dark night, in some dark forest, Horangi was reciting a spell while you were drawing a pentagram.

You: Do you think this will work..?

Harangi: I'm sure. Are you ready to sacrifice blood..?