I nod and lift off the ground. My fang and claws are still dripping with blood. I lick my lips and pleasure forms on my face. I too like Ziel who was my kin, have a lust for blood and battle. This however had been locked deep within me for so long that one wondered if it even existed but as Ziel questioned my honor I was freed from the prison where I true self was bound. My entire face is bloody from where I sunk my teeth into the beast from before. As I land on the ground after Ziel, I curl up into a ball and drape my wings over my form, before falling asleep.