Eviscara sighed. It had been so long since she'd drank rich blood. Only tasting this grotesque cursed blood. It tasted awful, but it's dark energies only seemed to fuel something diffrent from the recesses of her mind. It focused her, which was all that she could hope for. Eviscara had spent the last week or so practicing her dual blade combination attacks, which, so far, was going better than she could've hoped. She couldn't quite recall how many demons she'd slain, only recalling that several of them we're difficult, while others....not so.
She was happy training around Necronus. Never a short supply of sparring targets. She'd gotten bored atfer around a month of solid training, so she'd decided to move toward the library of shadows. Perhaps there would be tomes of combat techniques there. This thought only seemed to perk Eviscara's interest further. And as she traveled, she slaughtered more and more demons, working ever toward her goal - the library, combat knowledge, and perhaps a more intimate knowledge of dark arts.