They all stood still not understanding what was going on. They were in the middle of a battle and all Ambrosia did was kiss Darren? She was surely up to something and because of that, they readied their spells at her.
Maybe she wasn't kissing him, but sucking out his blood to replenish herself and make her even more powerful.
Darren felt his life being drawn out of him as her teeth bit his lower lips, licking off his blood immediately. What was happening to him? He couldn't tell but all he knew was that he felt so light.
So light like a feather being blown away by a strong wind. She finally let go of him and he fell immediately to the floor, giving in to the weakness in his legs. He wasn't dead but something was dead in him.
A vital point of his life which he couldn't figure out what it was. It made him feel dead. Dead to the world.
As he laid motionlessly on the floor, he saw his life flash before his eyes and his lips curled up.
