"You see, the Primordial Blood remembers everything, little brother." Grace sat atop the Lackey's back, using him as a makeshift chair after beating him nearly to death.
His trembling arms struggled to support her weight, while blood trickled down his forehead and dripped onto the floor beneath him.
With casual elegance and graceful arrogance, she crossed her legs and continued,
"Even though you managed to devour Alucard's Blood, the Primordial Blood still retains the memories of its previous holders, as though Alucard himself were still alive within it.
That is precisely why, when you attempted to devour the Primordial Blood, it violently rejected you.
If you had succeeded in devouring it completely, you would have destroyed everything that made it unique. Its characteristics, its inherent nature, and everything that distinguished its bloodline from all others would have been consumed and lost forever.
