Samuel inhaled the scent of her, knowing that it was the beginning of what he'd need.  The sight of her blood freed in such a fashion, he'd drop to his knees and place his lips against the blood that was offered.  It was a physical manifestation of her dark power, and it tasted spicy and sweet upon his tongue as he lapped at it.  Meanwhile, the flame in his hand grew larger, soon nearly overtaking the entire palm.  It would be enough, he was certain, to cause a major disturbance.  Vile fire elementals would be a fantastic thing to unleash upon the Night Parade, offering the problem of semi-sentient creatures that would be led by his will.<br/><br/>His hand gripped her ass firmly, digging into flesh through the suit as best he could.  After all, he'd need the strength they could bring together.  So he knelt before her, bathing in the dark power that she was, that rose between them.  It was everything he'd need and more to do the assault.  Granted, while he was doing this, he planned on having her lay the traps that would be needed to strike the hunters as they came out of the grounds to retreat.