Sweat rolled down her forehead, dirt decorated her features. Her breath came out in puffs, labored and fast, her legs trembled due to the immense effort, her heart beat erratically inside its cage.
Her figure crouched over the grassy ground, and she placed her hands over her bent knees to support the heavy weight of her wounded body.
Droplets of blood stained the ground.
To say she was on the verge of falling unconscious wouldn't even be close to both her actual mental and physical condition. However, the corner of her lips stretched into a grin of triumph, and as adrenaline started to wear off, she stared straight ahead. Her orange gaze gleamed in utter satisfaction, prideful and enthusiastic.
It didn't matter the price, nor did it matter that she was about to drop dead out of exhaustion.
She had awakened her bloodlin