"NO!" Aeolus shouted behind him, rushing quickly besides his brother, grabbing ahold of his face, checking his pulse. If he had one... "What did you do?" He seethed, the fire of anger swirled within his eyes, it was a fire that it he had never seen before.
"He'll be fine, I just knocked him out." Grayson mumbled, all while mentally rolling his eyes at the lack of knowledge he had for vampires.
Grayson grasped the man's wrist who laid next to Noah's body unconscious, checking his pulse. It was faint, too faint. Grayson bit into his own wrist, breaking the surface layer of his skin causing his blood to rush out, and quickly laid his wrist in between the man's mouth, forcing him to swallow his blood, and the man took it, holding on to his wrist as he drank his blood.
Aeolus grasped the action, as he lifted his head looking at Grayson's wrist, "What are you doing?" He asked, dumbfound.
