The scent trailed faintly over the snow, streaked with red where it had mingled with magic.
A sly smile tugged at Dusk's lips. "Heh… even if you're a parasite like me, even if I can't absorb your essence—your blood, at least, should be mine."
It wasn't hunger. It was greed.
The hunger of a parasite fused with the arrogance of a vampire—a perfect, ruinous combination.
Step by step, Dusk advanced toward Julies, his shadow stretching long behind him.
-Crack…le.
A low sound of electricity sparked through the air.
Julies's body convulsed slightly, a groan tearing from his throat.
"Ugh…"
"Just a precaution," Dusk murmured, amusement coloring his tone. "Can't have you moving while I'm eating."
He flicked his fingers, and a thin web of lightning crackled across Julies's limbs, paralyzing him in place.
Then Dusk leaned down, his fangs glinting faintly in the dim red glow of the battlefield.
"Offer your blood to me."
And without hesitation—
Crunch.
