He knew Mirada was off in the woods nearby, and that the succubus was starved to the point of desperation. That desperation made her like a wild animal, a rabid one in the worst cases, though since only a couple weeks had passed, he might be able to calm her. Though he was worried about the state he would be in afterwords, though he wouldn't make it easy on her. "And who HAVE you tried to feed on? I know a bit about the outsiders, evil ones in particular, and you feed on souls. Or maybe just one's essence, but the end result is the same, a dessicated corpse. Maybe it was an effect of my shattering the focus crystal for all of you, but I did NOTHING to any of you. The others would have butchered me if I had tried."