Asher was bewildered and stunned, what had he done? His so called brother had deceived him. He fell into one of Raphael's trap, how could he have been so stupid?
"So how does it feel now you've taken a life after so many years? " Raphael asked him with a mocking tone.
Asher was too shocked and numb to respond, he couldn't exactly remember when last he had drained a human's blood to the point of death.
He could boast of an unshakable self-control which was achieved through intense training but now, it was all for nothing.
During his beginning years, Asher knew he had an intense and insatiable hunger, which wouldn't be satisfied unless he fully drained his victim.
It went on and his father loved him too much to reprimand him so it just went on and soon enough, he formed a team with his father.
