"Arts, stats, energies, all of those are fine and all, but pure might and sheer instinct can often trump them, my beast blood has an additional property, it seems like you could do something similar when creating something from your rot, but with my blood to stimulate it, you should be able of calling upon the strengths of those that you have decayed…"
The Night Flier decided to demonstrate what he meant by walking up to his brother and slapping him square in the face, resulting in a loud ting of iron sounding throughout the ruin.
"Vespertillo, you do this every time"
"As you can see, not very efficient, my dear brother has higher physical potency than me thanks to all his addons, if I want to demonstrate that I am the oldest twin by two whole seconds, I must channel the power of my blood, allowing me to add the full force of all that I have turned into vampires to my next blow, be they still around or not" he ignored the words of his brother as he kept on explaining.
