The experience was not a lovely one. This was the second time he was absorbing life force, Raith could already tell this was something he would not be doing so damn well. It was pure torture.
It was like hard liquid was forcing its way into his veins, every vein in his body hurt so much, like his blood was flowing backward, blackened, and swelled. And this time, it was even worse compared to before. In as much as he could steal the life force of both monsters and humans alike, perhaps there was something about stealing the life force of monsters.
There had to be something because it didn't hurt as much as this when he was stealing the assassin's life force.
He grimaced and ground his teeth to endure the prolonged pain, while the monster struggled endlessly to release itself from Raith's hardened grip which was close to impossible. Raith's strength was leaving rapidly, but the life force he was being supplied with not only blessed him with a longer life but more vigor.
