Time passed, but not enough for impatience to fade.
The last of the discussion had long since ended, yet none of the creatures moved from where they stood. The space right outside Noah's home remained crowded, bodies packed closer than usual, eyes tracking every motion Noah made.
Because Noah had enough cores not to have to resort to using his blood as the foundation, he was able to prepare more cores without exhausting himself.
Each time one left his hand, heads turned in unison. A stifled pressure descended on the one who had to consume the core within the envious gaze of many. Even those who had already eaten found themselves leaning forward without realizing it.
Noah noticed it, of course. But he continued at his own pace. He was more focused inward within himself, especially when it came to one of his main bonded creatures.
He wasn't expecting to see immediate results. And yet, he was surprised once again as he felt a strange pressure building within him.
