New Eden: Live to Play, Play to Live

Chapter 953  In Need Of Blood

Aboard the aircraft, Killian's body had crashed back onto the cold, metallic ground, as his eyes were still in the back of his head, passed out from pain.

David was sweating profusely, but he could finally relax from his life's most challenging two minutes.

With the ritual seemingly done and Alex's mana returned to himself, David breathed in relief. Holding back Alexander's mana pressure had not been easy.

David could tell the ritual had succeeded at a glance, as the soul snare was gone. And he could even see that Killian's soul seemed otherwise intact.

This was a fortunate development, given the vicious nature of soul-snaring spells. But something still felt wrong.

He looked at Alex, whose eyes were still closed, and could feel a tether of mana leaving from him, and going back toward the ground, in the direction of where they had just left.

'Is he astral projecting?' David wondered.

Seeing as Alex wasn't moving from his position, it confirmed his thought. But where could he be projecting to?

And why now, of all times?

Those were questions he would have to ask him later, when he was back. But, for now, he needed to make sure Killian was ok.

Even if his soul looked fine at first glance, that didn't mean his body was. And the blood on the ground under him attested to that.

Getting to his feet, David rushed to the cargo hold door, sliding it open, only to end up facing Kary's back.

Hearing the door slide open, she turned her head slightly to get David in the corner of her eye before she snapped her head back forward.

In front of her, Cory was looking at her with supplicant eyes.

"Come on, Kary. Let me through. There is no way that he is okay after screaming in pain like that. Let me go check on him."

Kary was about to tell him off for the fourth time already when David put his hand on her shoulder.

"It's alright. We are done. And I do need him, anyway. Just to make sure Killian is okay."

Kary clicked her tongue, annoyed that she was now forced to back off.

The adolescent had refused to obey her, even after she threatened to leave him stranded in China, and now David needed him, making all her threats useless.

"Fine. But you and I will talk later, Cory," Kary scowled.

Cory nodded his head, gulping his saliva dryly, before she stepped aside and let him through.

Cory almost pushed past David, and saw Killian on the ground, with blood all over his face and under his head.

"The hell did you do to him?!" he exclaimed, throwing himself to Killian's side as his hands lit up in a golden glow.

"Believe it or not, that was the snare's doing. We actually saved him from far worse," David said, trying to sound like he was the good guy.

Cory seemed unconvinced, but had no time to care.

Through his healing, he could feel that Killian was in extreme blood deficiency, which he could not fix. At best, on this side of the veil, he could boost the natural regeneration of blood.

But it remained a precarious situation.

"I think he needs a blood transfusion. He lost so much blood…" Cory said, looking at the small puddle under his head.

"We can try to get some blood delivered to us at the airport in China. For now, you'll have to stay with him and keep him alive with magic. Can you do that?" David said, looking at Cory with confidence.

"I'll do my best," the boy replied.

David nodded, satisfied with his answer.

"In the meantime, I need to rest a bit. We shouldn't be too long before we reach China, so I'll take a nap until then. Wake me up when we get there, or when Alex returns," David said, thumping down on a pile of brown covers.

Those were usually supposed to be over the crates, but he had used them to make himself a makeshift bed at the start of the flight, and now he was glad he had done so.

Cory frowned at his words.

"Wait, returned? He's right there," Cory said, pointing at Alex, who was still unmoving.

But David was already passed out, exhausted.

Kary was looking inside the cargo hold, heard every word of their conversation, and was about to head to the pilot's cabin, to have the major reach out to Jack or Alfred, so they could have the blood they needed at their next stop, when she heard David's last words.

She halted, turning back to the cabin, and noticed Alex was still sitting on the ground, eyes closed.

Extending her mana senses to him, she felt the same tether David had felt, and frowned.

'What is he doing?' she wondered.

But, since there was no answer to be had from David, who was already passed out, or from Alexander, who wasn't in his body at the moment, there was nothing she could do about it.

She would wait until he returned to his body and ask then.

In the meantime, she had the major contact Alfred, who promised to arrange a medical delivery of blood for Killian to the hangar where they would refuel.

He didn't press for a reason, or didn't seem to care about it, and the communication ended as fast as it started.

On the other hand, the major looked at Kary with a strange gaze.

"Did someone get stabbed over there? Why do you need a blood transfusion?" she asked, feeling concerned.

"Nothing of the sort, Major. A slight mishap happened, and one of our teammates had a bad nosebleed. And since he suffers from a rare genetic disease, his blood is super thin," Kary lied.

"Is he ok? Do we need to land so he can go to the hospital?" the pilot asked, slight worry flashing across her face.

"No need, Major. We got the bleeding under control, but they are feeling quite faint. The blood transfusion is just a precaution."

The major nodded her head, none the wiser, before Kary left the cockpit. She didn't like lying much, but it was better if the woman stayed in the dark, at least for now.

'Let's just hope he doesn't die on us before then…'