He seems to be conscious but Zora is unsure of when he will wake up. The young man's face was still pale but his breathing seems to be already stable. His body temperature was quite low and being soaked in the rain just seconds ago made him more vulnerable to illness.

Zora thought of starting a fire but it would be too great of a risk especially right now when she herself doesn't know what danger lies outside this cave that they are currently using as shelter. The fire might attract attention and not to mention she is sure the hound dog is still out there trying to track them down.

Zora takes off her coat or what was left of it and used it as blanket for the young man. She looked at his face and can't help but feel guilt towards the innocent young man that she tried to kill for her own selfishness.

She had gone berserk and thought that there was no more going back, she was determined to end everything even her own life just so her pain will end but what she couldn't see was it wasn't just the blood of innocent people that she shed but their life and hope that she ended up using for her own selfish motives.

It crossed her mind to kill this young man once but right now all she could think about was how to save him and to apologize to him sincerely. Zora has a strong sense of responsibility and the responsibility she feels towards the unconscious young man beside her felt oddly heavy.

And if he dies right now under her watch, no salvation will truly be at her reach.

Zora tried checking the young man's condition for the second time and with her ability Zora felt the young man's temperature dropping at an alarming rate and his breathing all of sudden staggered making her more anxious. The man started breathing heavily, and the cave was suddenly too cold for an average person to bear. 

'What is happening? Why is he so cold?'

Zora was confused, and she worried for what could happen to the young man who was trying his best to hold on. 

She was in a state of panic and it was written all over her face. She looked back to the events that happened up till now and she remembered that before she regain her sanity and control she drank his blood.

Blood is essentially the same as mana. Normal people might not be able to wield supernatural abilities but mana is also dormant within them and in their case, mana is within their blood. It is also why as a blood wielder Zora uses her enemies blood as her mana supply making it less riskier for her to use her ability to its full potential.

As long as there is blood around, Zora can wield her ability without the need to use her own blood and exhaust herself of her mana. It is the nature of her ability to make use of the mana within living beings and wield it as power, and this is where she and the other mana wielder differs so much.

They use mana in it's most natural form; as energy that they cultivate and bring forth form to, gaining them the ability to manipulate a particular element or in the case of what people of Asphodel likes to call it, a 'miracle'. 

Blood wielding is different because it manifests immediately to those who are born within the Clyborne bloodline, and to lessen the risk of insanity they were taught that consuming the blood of others would be the most beneficial. If they consume blood and the mana within it then it would let them have more control over their abilities and takes away the risk of ever running out of mana while on the battlefield where Clybornes most of the time find themselves because of how 'useful' their abilities are.

And Zora while deep in her thoughts concluded that it might've been the huge loss of blood that made the young man be this way. She consumed his blood and it meant that she also consumed what little mana he has in his fragile body.

It's the consequence of using somebody else's life for her own, and Zora is made even more painfully aware of it now more than ever.

"H-Help... me... please... it hurts ... Ngh! It hurts... so much..."

The pained voice of the young man snapped her back to reality and Zora's heart dropped when she saw how weakened he already was. 

Cold sweat was trickling down his forehead and he was breathing heavily as if he was gasping for air.

Time was running out and Zora doesn't know if the method she thought of in response to the dire situation they are in will be effective but it was worth the try.

But first she need to give him the energy in order for him to get back the mana he needs. She needs to raise his temperature and if her hunch is right, the young man before her was an Omega. She noticed it when she drank his blood. His scent was different in a way that she can't describe and even now he is emitting a scent that wasn't familiar. 

Zora has been around Alphas and Betas thus her instincts can tell that the young man was neither of the two.

She also know doing it with an Omega has huge risks but she was left with no other choice at the moment.

Intercourse was a sure way to raise an individual's temperature and the moment both are stimulated an exchange of energy between the concerned parties will happen. This exchange of energy likely happens because of mana within each individual that goes into a certain process that is similar to how Zora could regain her control and regain her mana faster by drinking blood.

Zora knew that intercourse was also encouraged back when she was still in the frontlines because of its benefits for the soldiers. Non-wielders would have intercourse with each other as long as they consent to it and they reported to feel even more energized and their mind clearer during a battle after doing it. 

Mana is in nature, and mana is also in people. It is the most basic principle of this world.

And right now the greatest source of mana that Zora could get her hands on is herself. If its to save the young man in front of her she is willing to try this method although she has no other experience in intercourse other than that repulsive man that betrayed her. 

'How do I even have sex with an Omega? How does it work when it's with them?'

Consuming blood works for her as her ability has something to do with it but the same thing couldn't be certain for the young man. He isn't a mana wielder either from the looks of it and it may be the reason why his recovery of mana for his body is so slow.

Intercourse is the only effective way that she could think of, and while both of them are stimulated she thought of controlling her mana to give energy faster to the young man's weakened body in hopes of him recovering or atleast regaining enough strength for him to survive another day.

'I have to be careful especially because of how weak this man is. I know I'm not used to being gentle but if it's him. I think I will be able to do it.'

Zora was still thinking twice of the method she thought of because she haven't asked him for his consent yet but seeing him in pain was enough to drive her to take the initiative.

The hell flower has been through countless battles but this very moment of life and death where she was torn because of the decision she has to make it felt like the most difficult situation imaginable to her.

She tried putting herself into the weakened young man's shoe. If the one who took your home and safe place away from you were to lay their hands on you, if the person who tried killing you were to touch you, wouldn't that be a nightmare that you wished you would never wake up from?

"I know I am a sinner who doesn't deserve your forgiveness for what I have done to you but this is the only way that I could think of to save you.", Zora took a deep breath and with reluctant hands she started undressing herself. "You can hate me, you can kill me, and I would give you my life if that would suffice. So, even if you cannot answer right now, I want to ask you, may I share my heat with you? Please accept my sincerity and live on."

There was a pause and Zora, as gentle as she could took the young man into her arms and cupped his face, moving it towards her direction.

'Please, don't die.'

She leaned forward and slowly inched her face closer to the young man and when their lips finally met. Zora felt electricity surged all over her body. It was as if something dormant awakened inside of her and to her surprise she felt the young man weakly returned her kisses.

She stopped for a moment to look at the young man, and she was shocked to see him with eyes faintly open and his expression was that of in heat.

It was the first time that Zora encountered an Omega in heat and she knew it doesn't bode well for the both of them. She might really lose control this time but in a different way.

And gods know how hard it is to resist such temptation laid out in front of you.

Her free hand caressed the young man's back sending jolts of excitement, his body heat was rising rendering the method Zora thought of as effective, and the young man's body twitched in anticipation when Zora found his portruding nipples under his garment.

She looked at him directly into his eyes and in it she found something that she thought she had lost a very long time ago.

'How mysterious.'