"NEOMA de Moonasterio!" Crimson yelled as soon as he turned around to face her. "You should be grateful that one of your brats has covered us with mist or else the people at the villa would have seen you summon a Hellgate!"
"I didn't summon it," Neoma insisted in an annoyed voice. "And why are you yelling at me? Do you want to die?"
The mean Soul Beast was about to say something when suddenly, a drop kick literally dropped and knocked him down.
She beamed.
It was Lewis and his legendary one-kick attack.
"Princess," Lewis said worriedly, then he turned pale while looking at the dry blood around her mouth that probably dripped on her clothes as well. "Blood…"
"It's my blood, but I'm okay," she said, then she dropped Skewer. The Death Scythe immediately disappeared and returned to her choker as a Mini-Skewer pendant. "I just coughed up some blood."
Lewis looked even more horrified now. "Greko. Heal. You now."
