Luka suddenly froze, his mind clearing.
He lowered his gaze from his hands to the woman panting on the floor. Luvia rolled onto her back, gasping for air with a thin trail of saliva trickling from the corner of her mouth, as she glanced up at him with a strangely enticing look.
That look only lasted for a moment as her eyes suddenly widened.
"Y-You... that mark?!"
"Huh?" Luka tilted his head before following her gaze.
There was a strange tattoo just above his pelvis, the image throbbed and glowed with a dark magenta light as if alive. The image drawn was a heart wrapped in thorns, with a sharp pair of bat wings, in a tribalistic style.
'W-What the hell is this?!'
He'd never seen this mark before today.
Luka traced along the edge with his fingertips when it suddenly crackled.
Bzzzt!
A sudden jolt of pure Miasma leaked from the tattoo burning his fingertips.
"Don't!" Luvia's voice suddenly echoed as she gathered herself, but failed to stand and stumbled.
