I could feel myself growing stronger as I drank greedily, feel my wounds healing when I hear a cry making my eyes open to see her face peering over me.

I lift my legs pulling them from the water and sitting up.

She jerks her wrist away from me watching me warily and I take a deep breath, trying to fight the bloodlust urging me to kill her. I look up the stairs. I reached for her with my arms still burning but most of them healed, yet I still felt weak when I saw Aamon still stuck on the steps.

I get up grabbing Lucy's hand, pulling her up...