My Vampire System 1 - 1000

Chapter 1041 - 1060

Chapter 1041 – The Blade's power

Running through the large Cursed ship after just leaving the medical bay, everyone's head was turning at a panicked individual. It was Wevil. He had sweat running down his face not because he was tired, but due to him being concerned. He went through people one by one dodging them as if they were attacking him like his favourite game of block block.

While doing so, he was holding something particular in his arms, tight like a baby, it was several blood packs.

'They told me to head to Quinn's training room as quickly as possible with this. Did something happen? Who needs blood, or is it something else?!' Wevil thought.

All the Cursed leaders by now knew the combination to Quinn's personal training room. From time to time they would even use it to practice, things they didn't want other members to see, but Wevil knew who was in it at the moment, so he made sure to run as fast as he could.

Eventually, when he reached the room, he proceeded to enter the combination, dropping one of the blood packs on the floor. The doors started to open as he went to bend down to pick up the blood packs. When he lifted his head, he almost immediately dropped the blood packs again.

"Quinn!" Wevil shouted, rushing forward.

The room was a complete mess. It looked like a slaughterhouse. Where hundreds of dead bodies would have been torn apart with their blood squirted all around the room. However, what Wevil was concerned about was the person, who looked near passed out on the floor, with the most blood surrounding him.

"Oh, you got here incredibly fast. good job." Eno said. "It means we can get back to training as soon as possible. With this guy's fast legs there's no need to panic."

Kneeling down, Wevil could see the wounds on Quinn's body, and couldn't imagine how much blood must have been used, but Quinn wasn't the only one that was hurt as well. Even though Eno appeared to be fine standing, he too had wounds on his body that hadn't exactly healed yet, with blood all around him as well.

After feeding Quinn the blood, his wounds started to heal, and his eyes were looking more alive.

"Pass me one of these blood bags, Boy." Eno demanded.

"Why should I, what did you do to our leader!" Wevil shouted back.

"Just give him one." Quinn said. Now standing up, taking a blood bag from Wevil and throwing it to where Eno was.

"Don't worry, most of this was done by me not him, I'm just trying to learn my limits. Wevil, see if Logan can create a special icebox like the ones the vampires use. Then you won't have to keep running backwards and forwards." Quinn said.

Hearing this, Wevil was a little more relieved but still couldn't imagine what type of training the two of them were doing to just warrant this huge amount of blood, but if Quinn said he was fine, and Eno wasn't attacking him while he was in the state he was in. He guessed that it was safe for now.

Once leaving the room, Wevil wondered if he should report this to Sam, thinking he would know best about what to do, but Sam was a little busy these days.

'Quinn, you don't have to keep pushing yourself so far! Is it because you think we can't help you enough?' Wevil thought.

While Quinn's and Eno's wounds were healing from their fight, Quinn had a few questions on his mind.

"You want to ask me something don't you?" Eno said. "I wondered why you didn't ask me more things back then, but it seems you know that perhaps it will just be a distraction for yourself, but if it is really playing on your mind then that too can be a distraction, so ask away if you really want."