Ah, well then.  He licked his lips, taking in the last of the blood.  That instant connection was there, like a string attaching the two of them.  Blood was powerful in any and all magic.  Samuel was still planning on utilizing the faithful against the Night Parade, though.  What better way to possibly gain access to some items in the Night Parade than to have them distracted so he could obtain them?  A look of longing was cast behind her before he would turn and make his way from the Night Parade.  His gaze fell upon the supernatural beings that existed here, and what he could utilize them for.  Perhaps he should capture a few.<br/><br/>Samuel was going to depart from the grounds for the time being, but stay close at hand.  He'd have to speak with the hunters later in the night.  Also, he wanted to be close at hand in case Lasciel needed his assistance.  A quick mental review of the spells he had prepared in a case of confrontation, the spells in the wardings for both offense and protection, and he was nearly ready for anything.  While the hunters' prayers could strike through his protections, if he was forced to strike, he had ways of getting around their own.