Be My Guest

Archer's lips curved into a smile as he felt Aeris drawing on his mana, the energy streaming into her like a river. Her form began to shimmer and turn misty, her edges blurring with the influx of power.

Overwhelmed by the surge, she paused, her chest heaving with a deep, ragged breath. ''Your mana is delicious,'' she commented with a giggle. 

His head tilted to the side while questioning. ''Don't Wraiths feed on it?''

The young woman went bright red before nodding. ''Yes, when I absorb yours it feels amazing and I can feel my mana pool expanding,'' she said.

Archer chuckled while gathering up the last of the Bloodvines and landed on a small outcropping. He got comfortable and tipped his head to the side. ''Take more beautiful. I never run out.''

When Aeris heard this, her body trembled as sharp teeth appeared and her eyes turned completely red. He watched her power surge forth as she turned into a humanoid Wratih as she bit into his chest.