His job prior to that one though, dealing with a different cathedral, had proved much more entertaining to him, pitting him against some very powerful creatures. Unfortunately though, he had succumbed to an extreme amount of bloodlust, and had all but completely blacked out. It had felt like he was watching the whole experience through someone else’s eyes. Watching his body fly through the halls and rooms, killing every single thing that passed by. The blood surging in his ear drums, the excited bumps crawling over his skin as he encountered powerful foe after powerful foe, and the predatorial grin that covered his face when finally faced with the strongest creature.
He couldn’t begin to think of a way to describe how his blood felt like it was cheering in adulation at the thought of defeating a worthy foe. His eyes widened in excitement, his power surging as the final creature stepped forward. He had defeated it, but not without taking a few injuries himself, the first time actually that any creature in the catacombs had been powerful enough to land a blow. This one though, had actually managed to land several hits on him.
WC = 301/2,000