Ashton's fangs sank deep into the behemoth's flesh, and he could feel the rush of power surging through his veins as he drank greedily from Krathos' life force. The exhilaration of consuming the blood of an S-grade being sent a thrill down his spine, and he relished the surge of strength that accompanied it.
Typically, the taste of monster blood left a bitter aftertaste, but as the crimson liquid flowed into his mouth, Ashton was taken aback by the unexpected sweetness. It was unlike anything he had ever experienced before, a delectable sensation that seemed to transcend mortal flavours.
At that moment, he realised it wasn't just the rarity of feasting upon a behemoth that made the blood exceptional. There was something inherently unique about Krathos' essence that set it apart from any other creature he had encountered.
Whatever the reason, Ashton couldn't deny the intoxicating allure of the blood flowing through his veins.
