But she didn't want to completely lose her mind and become a complete lunatic.
No.
I've been struggling here for so many years, for what?
Isn't it all to avoid becoming such a monster?
I've held on for so long, how can I fail at the last moment!!?
"Give me, blood..."
The mind was in utter chaos.
Yet at such a critical juncture, her thoughts became clearer.
It's not over yet, there's still a chance!
Eliza knew clearly, who was the only person she could plead with now.
"Herbert, give me!"
"Save me..."
She humbly begged the unseen Paladin behind her, hoping he could save her.
As long as Herbert could give her some blood, temporarily suppress the Thirst for Blood Syndrome, just a little relief would be enough.
Really, just a little would be enough!
"Give me your, blood..."
At this moment, Eliza's words began to falter, barely forming complete sentences.
She was fighting with will and instinct.
This was remarkable.
