"You know what—I am going to kill this sorcerer first." Edyrm walked to Caleb who was standing only a few feet away. He circled Caleb slowly and said, "His magic is strong. I will kill him and absorb his magic too. Then can you imagine how powerful I will become?" He curled his fingers beneath Caleb's chin and forcefully lifted his face up. "Only this sorcerer could thwart my magic on the first day." He tilted his face to the left and then to the right. He hissed, "My magic is so ancient, and I thought no man could equal it, but you—you have surpassed my expectations, Caleb." Edyrm leaned closer to him and whispered in his ear. "Do you know I have thought about you every night and brought myself to release?"
Caleb narrowed his eyes with contempt. "You are a sick bastard," he hissed back.
"And you would be so delicious," Edyrm growled. "Why don't you join me, hmm?" He stroked Caleb's neck with his thumb. "I could mark you as mine."
