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[ luckily for her, the hunter doesn't appear to be poisoned. while his blood is very, very tasty, it also tastes strange. maybe it's the taint of the trench. perhaps it is a slow-moving poison. she hardly knows—nor does she care as that vampiristic urge to merely kill and feel more blood fill her mouth is overbearing.

removing her teeth from his neck, her eyes are black and the veins beneath them are prominent. her face is an absolute mess. ]

I think this should be a very slow drain, don't you?