[Training] First Lust

Noah's dome of light agitated Edmund's injuries and made his dizzy head ring slightly, but otherwise did little harm. It was somewhat satisfying to see the man in pain, at least it should be. Yet the bloodlust in the young Ancient burned brighter than ever. So close to its goal, yet it was unreachable at the moment. There was blood on the ground, but not enough. Not yet. This was his last chance. One last attempt. Otherwise, he'd be too tired, too hurt, to find anything to kill. As soon as the dome vanished, the molten tiger made one last, pained leap to take the man down. Edmund aimed for the chest. If he couldn't knock the man down, maybe he could knock the wind out of him and use that time to get away. The bloodlust in him raged at defeat, but even it understood that if he died, it'd never be satisfied. Edmund Tiger, Tiger, Burning Bright Let's Kill Tonight