She hadn't thought about this until now, but there was a certain feeling she had about this Junior of hers.
As she continued to drink, her thoughts began to wander. Junior's skin was pale, even paler than hers, almost like porcelain. His blood, though different from most people, had a strange, almost enchanting taste that she couldn't quite place. It was somehow richer, more potent, and it made her feel stronger, more alive.
It was rich with mana. Though she hated to admit that she was like a beast, she knew the reason why his blood tasted this good was its potent mana quality that no other human possessed. That was the reason why its smell was a lot better compared to others as well.
His body was also tender, not overly muscular, but his muscles held a strange, almost ethereal quality stemming from its mana absorption, most likely.
