This caused the hunter with the Amulet of the Dracon to have his mind be set into a deep fire and be roasted for a long while.
"I.... Uh.... What...."
"Hehe, please, Sangfroid? It's not just me asking for it, even Leron is asking for it too!" Vladstin went over to his side, putting an arm around his broad shoulders. "I want your blood because of its sweet sweet smell, and now I have a chance to consume it possibly without the poisonous taste."
The Beast raised an eyebrow. "Sangfroid's blood taste poisonous?"
"Yes. I think it is because of his soul itself. He is so averse to vampires and malignant creatures that he developed blood that stings their palate itself." Vladstin proposed. "That is just my hunch, though, but all I know is it has to do with who he is as a person. But these empty husks have no identities like that which could possibly poison us, or carry annoying memories with them that will bug us to insanity. It is a very good alternative!"
