Undead Plains [Pt 4]

Lucius snorted at the creature, who now looked unlike the rest of its species and more like a fallen angel. A voice escaped its lips that felt far deeper and stronger than even its new form would suggest. "Lucius Kane. Come. Face this trial. Face more. Fight more. Feed on the power of those you defeat. Feast upon death and power. Consume all. Consume. Consume. Consume."

 

The vampire's neck jerked to the side as if someone had broken it. The words continued from its lips, despite the stillness of its lips and tongue. Each strike pressed harder, pushing him back a few inches when he blocked. Even still, the words continued. "Consume. Consume. Consume."

 

Something itched in the back of his mind. Pulling him. Urging him to grasp at its power. Worried that it was Grimm, he dashed the thought away and rushed to meet the vampire's blade once more.