Although the entire estate was shrouded in darkness, according to Shard's personal timeline, it was already time for Monday's lunch, yet he hadn't taken a single bite of food.
Feeling his own hunger, he recalled the sensations of twice devouring the divinity of the Lord of the Blood Feast, and the moments he used the powers of the Lord of the Blood Feast several times. Interestingly enough, Shard had acquired quite a bit of divinity from various deities, but perhaps because only the Lord of the Blood Feast provided two drops, he understood the powers of that blood feast master the most thoroughly.
Taking a deep breath and closing his eyes, as the charging ogre was about to reach him, Shard suddenly opened his eyes, the faint golden glimmer in his gaze halting the fallen creature in its tracks, as if it had encountered some sort of natural enemy. Then it heard a voice that nearly shattered its soul:
"Not enough!"
