342 The Stone Princess' Lustful Face

Hearing the witch's request, me and Zamira glance at each other for a moment before nodding our heads in agreement.

Zamira takes my index finger and gently pierces it with one of her fangs. I also do the same.

Seeing our actions, the witch quickly collects the blood into a small white plastic till blood stops coming from our fingers due to our self-healing capabilities.

After collecting the blood, she begins to pour it on the runes she drew on the ground while chanting some strange words I have no fucking idea about.

Abruptly, the runes light up in bright red, the color shining on me and Zamira. As if reacting to us, the light glows radiant, and a tingling feeling as if the light is prickling our skin whelms us. The light doesn't seem to affect the witch, only me and Zamira.