If I could get skills from these guys while masochistically drinking their blood, then I was very interested in finding out what those were. It wasn't hard to imagine that almost no vampire would be willing to go through such an ordeal just to get a couple new skills.
Conversely, by being one of the only vampires with the skills gotten from these monsters, I would have a distinct advantage over others. I just hoped that this wasn't a waste. I can handle some cuts here and there, but this deliberate self-immolation play wasn't going down well with me.
When the white knight was fully drained, I rushed to blackie for a palette cleanser and to heal myself. When I ripped it's helmet off, I was greeted with a similar face to the white one, but with black scales.
Taste-wise, it reminded me a b
