[color=C6DEFF][center][h1]Lila Moriarty[/h1][/center][/color]

[i][color=C6DEFF]"It tastes so bad... but..."[/color][/i] Lila thought to herself sucking the blood out of the frail, old cultist as a torrent of knowledge, thoughts and emotions invaded her mind, coming from the gelatinous, strange blood.

[i]Darkness… It is merely the absence of light. But its properties have been realigned to meet the needs of petty beings with momentary lives. To rewrite the laws of this world should only be done by the creator and his rightful children. [/i] a monotone voice echoed through her head.  The entity the cultists called "Lord" had almost completely taken over the Guardian. The biggest and most powerful weapon, the last line of defense the city had against invaders, was now turning against them. 

Lila was trying to concentrate herself on the things she felt, searching for information on the old cultist's blood, but it was hard... even if the blood tasted awfully, it was fresh blood. It was so long since she had fresh blood...
Lost in her own excitement and lust for blood, only fragments of the information reached her. A slave... no, a peasant coming from Nero... Hunger, obsession... Pages coming from a book to summon an entity... "Keeper of the Gate"... An unimaginable power...
The thoughts and feelings coming from the old man's blood were hazy... mixed with Lila's own feelings, swirling and shifting amongst a sea of excitement, bloodlust, pleasure...

Maybe that was one of the reasons why the Aion didn't let Lila to feed herself. That aspect, that unique trait Lila had was both a gift and a curse. The blood wasn't just nourishment for Lila... It was knowledge, it was pleasure... Lost in her feeding frenzy, she took a few seconds to realize what was happening with the cultist's body...

His flesh was dissolving, slowly becoming a black, liquid, merging with the black blood that was already below them, creating a bigger pool.
His tattered cloak, was now midnight black after touching the strange black blood.
Shortly after, he raised from the black pool, unscathed. Reborn by the unknown black liquid. His form was now as corrupted as the guardian's. Slender, with clawed feet and with a strange aura around him... Grasping his scythe with both hands, ignoring even Lila's Eclipse, he swung it, aiming for her skull with a speed and agility which would be impossible if he was in his old form.
Caught off-guard, surprised and confused about the black blood, Lila wouldn't be able to dodge his scythe. The only thing she could do, was use the shaft from her scythe and her bladed gloves to guard the blow, but even though, she could feel that it was no ordinary blow. Even if she blocked it, it would have quite the impact.

Lila waited for the impact, but oddly enough, it never came. Instead, a familiar freezing wind and sensation took place. 
[color=6ecff6]Ice...[/color] Lila said to herself, as she felt a figure she knew very well approaching them.

[Color=skyblue]"What did I say about feeding Lila?"[/color] Mirror said, approaching her. The hooded cultist was frozen in place, still alive, able to breathe and talk, but immobilized.

[I][Color=skyblue]"These bastards have killed too many of mine... This ends here. Lila... Get ready."[/color][/i] Mirror said, with a serious tone.

Lila was told her entire life that feeding was a bad thing, but ironically enough, they knew how she hunted her targets. The Aion knew very well why the others called her the Seraphim's Hunting Beast. Once she tasted the blood of her target, escaping her was impossible.

[color=C6DEFF]"Yes... Mirror."[/color] Lila said, with her voice trembling from excitement. She was unable to even try to hide her feelings. With her face blushing red and an excited grin on her face. Maybe other Nayu wouldn't find that sight as unsettling and horrifying, but for most of the other races, it was the face of a monster.

Grabbing her scythe with both hands, maintaining the Eclipse spell, she assumed a low posture, almost crawling on the ground, ready to attack. She was only waiting for Mirror's command. Mirror himself knew how Lila's combat style changed after she tasted blood.