OF THE PENITENT BLOODFIENDS AND THE BIZARRE SURVEY (before battle)

After a short journey, we came upon a quiet and solemn-looking room.

And in front of it stood...

…….

... a group of Bloodfiends, looking at us in anticipation.

But they all appeared to have gone through their share of battles. Many of them appeared injured and out of breath, clearly exhausted.

Are you here for the consul... excuse me. For the confession?

Confession? What are you talking about?

Within this room is the one who forgives our sins.

But before you enter... take a deep breath. And please, give an honest answer to my questions.

First. How intense is your desire for blood today?

One for "a lot". Two for "mildly". Three for "somewhat". Four for "Intensely, unbearably". Five for "It is driving me insane". Six for "It's killing me".

... This one kinda seems out of it, too.

Whatever nonsense art thou speaking of? 'Tis none, of course!

Then here's my second question. Did you consume your hemobar today? One for "yes", and two for "no".

Wai -

DON'T! Don't Cut me off! You must answer all of these questions to be granted audience with the Priest.

If you have not consumed a hemobar today, then please explain your reasoning.

... Dammit, isn't it obvious?! It tastes like shit! Even sucking blood from an insect would taste better than that! You'd agree, wouldn't you? Huh?!

Oh, boy...

<Guys... get ready.>

Last question: did you feel the parchedness in your throat when you looked at a human today? Say yes, no, yes, no, YES, NO. YES, NO. YES YES YES YESYESYESYESSSSS!!!

YES! ALWAYS! LIKE I'M ABOUT TO GO INSANE! No, actually, not really. Not even for a moment.