Evan smiled as he watched the one-eyed raven greedily drink his blood. It seemed as if the raven was capable of drinking it endlessly.
"AHAHA, the monster is drinking my blood and I let it do it. It's a very strange yet pleasant sensation. If someone saw me now, they'd think I was crazy."
Evan was right. He was indeed doing something crazy at that moment. Some magicians had strong links with the beasts that were not hostile to humans. Moreover, some magicians fought alongside the beasts as their most loyal companions. Although such magicians were few in number, they were nothing out of the ordinary.
Nevertheless, Evan's case was unprecedented, not only had the monster save him, but now the young man himself willingly let the monster drink his blood. It was strange, creepy, and inexplicable.
Whoosh.
After a while, the raven stopped drinking Evan's blood, took a few flaps of its wings, and landed on the young man's shoulder.