Upon hearing Damien's question, Lilith's eyes gleamed with a dangerous light as she regarded him. "Strength is a matter of perspective, Damien. They are powerful, yes. But they are bound by their traditions, by the burden of their own history."
"I, on the other hand, embrace the evolution of power, the kind that transcends the old ways. They may sit on their high thrones, but they have no idea what true strength is."
She stepped toward him, her fingers grazing his cheek with an almost affectionate touch. "This is why I brought you into my 'fold'. The Blood Art which you wield is something they cannot comprehend, something new. And soon enough, you'll see how far it can take us."
Damien met her gaze, a flicker of uncertainty crossing his mind. "And yet, you're going back to them."
