Damian's eyes watched the blood drip from Leon's hand, the thirst was in him. His tongue spread hungrily against his lips, watching the blood drip to the floor. He wanted to suck all the blood from Leon's body, but he resisted, kicking Leon away from him, his blade flying into the air. As Damian stood he cought Leon's blade, holdiing both it and his katana to Leon's throat.