Andrei said, his voice curt and to-the-point, "I quite literally mean 'more strength.' The nature of what I am allows me to...share...if you will, some small part of my nature. Not much, but for mortals such as yourself, I can give you the raw potential to tap into additional strength, speed, or stamina. Not much...but compared to mortals, it would represent a particularly deadly edge."<br/><br/>The Tzimisce watched 'Alberta' with interest...but he then bit into his own wrist, spilling thick heady red vitae, which pooled down his pale wrist and arm like little crimson rivers.<br/><br/>"You just need to drink from me."<br/><br/>There, the final test. If his ghoul drank, knowing where the additional 'help' was coming from, then truly Davide was ready to serve. No need to tell the ghoul about the emotional bond that the blood forced between ghoul and domitor...since that sort of bond was one way.<br/><br/>