[Training] First Lust

Edmund snarled in response, "Wrong place, wrong time. That was your mistake." The Ancient heaved, trying to catch his breath, "Nothing personal." The bloodlust needed to be satiated, and Mother needed her promised blood. Noah just happened to be the first creature that the new Ancient had spotted. Though clearly, he should have waited to find a weaker target. Edmund bristled when the dome appeared once more, eyes squeezing shut in preparation or more pain. He let out a small gasp as the dome instead began to soothe his wounds. Within moments, breathing was easier, and the sluggish bleeding had stopped. Apart from some mild bruised, he was back to full strength. "Wh..why did you?" Yet now that he was stable, there was no pain to block his bloodlust. Letting out a gasp, Edmund ducked his head, fangs gritting as the need surged through him once more. Stumbling to his feet, he glared at Noah with feral eyes, "Leave. Now." Words beyond that simple warning were impossible. Noah had healed him and was clearly too powerful for the Ancient to fell. But if this continued, the bloodlust would drive him to attack the man once more. Edmund the prince of torchline