Vahn kept his focus as the physical discomfort and mental distraction were fought down by the sharp, metallic taste of his own blood.
For the rest of the night, he and Lilith were locked in that intimate spiritual embrace.
Lilith's vast consciousness acted as a spiritual guidance, constantly pouring data into Vahn's mind, forcing his fledgling Spirit Sense to expand and categorize the overwhelming volume of information.
Under this intense, focused pressure, Vahn didn't just passively absorb; he actively worked as well.
He rapidly comprehended the technique.
As the cold hours of the night dragged on, Vahn's head throbbed, but his chaotic thoughts calmed down.
The initial shock of the saintess's closeness faded into an accepted, background state.
Lilith's intent was purely instructive, but the shared meal, danger, and now this profound spiritual fusion were slowly chipping away at her defense.
Soon, Dawn arrived.
