[Dhampy LVL 35 (Dark Heart active)]

When Dhampy returned, her black cloak that always seemed still swirled around as dark mist appeared from out of nowhere. Lilith found the presence of the dark mist to be unpleasant, and she smelled of blood painting an unpleasant memory for Lilith.

"You smell of blood, Dhampy."

Lilith spoke, her voice, weaker than it normally was. Dhampy did not dismiss this fact and took notice of it. She bit her lower lips, looked at Lilith and apologized.

"I am sorry, boss. I know you don't like useless spillage of blood and useless taking of life, but, I killed the human who shot you down earlier."

Lilith's eyes widened, from what she could remember, Scarcheek should have been LVL 45 and his companion should not be any lower than LVL 45 as well. Dhampy disappeared for a few minutes and she had already killed someone that is possibly ten levels higher than her.

Her thoughts run wild and the idea of not liking blood and just rolled with it, 'I can't fail her.'

Lilith transformed into a Two Horns and looked at Dhampy with tired eyes. She rested her hands on Dhampy's chest and said one thing.

"Worry not, you have done well; you protected us from the intruders...but I fear that with the death of one human, a horde will follow."

Dhampy hesitated but she nodded her head in the end. She too knows that Lilith's words are correct. Those b.a.s.t.a.r.ds are not going to just let this go.

Lilith looked at Dhampy's bitter expression and released a loud sigh.

"They will come for us; they will come and kill us all. The daemons, everyone, they will eradicate us one by one, take our cores and sells us to their markets. Some are even sold to slavery, I heard it all from my parents Dhampy, if they catch us, everyone will either be slaughtered or sold for slavery..."

Lilith was appealing to the soft side of Dhampy, other than having parents, she spoke no lie.

Daemons are just fancy names for monsters, freak of nature and most importantly bounty. Humans do not care for anything if it doesn't give them treasures.

Use the bones of this beast to create a sword, the heart of this beast to concoct medicine, sell their children to become hard labourers in the Mana Stone mines.

Humans sympathize with other humans, but for others? They do not.

There is no slavery system in human society, but daemons like Ogres are sold for hard labourers after being taken from their homes, and Elves are auctioned to the highest bidders to become the s.e.x slave of some h.o.r.n.y teen or young master of some household never to be seen by any other elves until they die.

The great upheaval gave birth to a lot of new opportunities to humans, but to the 'invaders' brought by the gates to this world who are not like them, will be turned to EXP or some slave.

Though one might argue that daemons are savages that live life on the edge of the blade. They are beings who kill to live and humans are taking them out of that environment, giving them another chance for another life.

Lilith had seen many people make an argument like this before when she asked some rich b.a.s.t.a.r.d she killed in the end.

Her answer to this is simple, "If that is so, then why didn't you save the kids in the slum who fights day in and day out to survive and chose to 'save' Elven slaves to become your c.u.mdump instead?"

The rich b.a.s.t.a.r.d did not have an answer to that question then Lilith killed her. The Elf she saw that day saw the death of her owner and cried tears of blood, and prayed for the lives of the dead elves before asking Lilith to give her a quick death.

Lilith had encountered a lot of such events, she killed a lot and then 'freed' a lot. In this life, when she is a daemon, the fear towards other daemons is incomparable to the fear she has towards humans.

She had seen the cesspool of the human underground society. Given that not all humans are like that, but if they are to be captured, the chances of Lilith ending up in the underworld is as high as the sun is hot at noon.

Lilith looked at Dhampy, she wore a complicated expression on her face. Lilith tried to ride on the coattail of being someone t.i.tled as a good person and rile up Dhampy's innate sense of justice and looking at her complicated expression, Lilith can tell that she can interpret nothing.

'I wish I have mindreading abilities next time I evolve.'

Lilith cursed her fate of lacking the abilities to properly understand this lump of an undead, she can't even attempt to kill because she seems like the hero more than Lilith. She feared for impossible circ.u.mstances will happen and save Dhampy so attempting murder is the lasting thing in her mind for now.

The two retreated back to the village in the neutral area.

"Big Sis Dhampy, what happened to the Priestess?"

An Ogre posted at the Village entrance saw Dhampy running towards the village. At first, the Ogre was calm, but when he took notice of Lilith on Dhampy's arms, he panicked.

"Big Sis Dhampy, what happened to the Priestess?"

The voice of that Ogre echoed to the village that is being built. Around a third of the moving daemons stopped and turned their heads to the entrance of the village to confirm if what they just heard was correct or not.

And the moment they saw Dhampy carrying a weakened Lilith, all h.e.l.l broke loose.

"The Healers! Call the Elder Ogre Shamoc, and the others!"

The Ogre Shamans were called in order to heal Lilith, it was chaotic and as Lilith felt something welling up in her chest.

She heard someone scream from the back of the gathering mob.

"This is WAR! Who touched the little Priestess!?"

Lilith's mind paused, she tried finding the one who said that only to end up failing.

'd.a.m.n, I haven't even riled them up yet. These guys are warmongering; they ARE my people, I'm so proud.'

Lilith felt like a parent who's being fought for by her children. She cried a little.

"The Priestess just shed a tear! They made the Priestess cry of pain!"

"Kill them all!"

So proud.