Nodding once, Abel walked over to Nagato and gently sliced his hand with the kunai. Holding his other hand above the cut, he reached out for that crimson liquid, and it streaked up to impact his skin, quickly being absorbed.
Unable to help it, Abel chuckled slightly. "You're rather tasty, my lord."
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Unable to help it, Abel chuckled slightly. "You're rather tasty, my lord."