"I can smell two souls inside you. One of them smells... delicious, like Hihiryushukaka's," said Vandalieu.
It was as if there was a delicious dish and one that wasn't so delicious, served on the same plate.
There was no way that an ordinary human's soul would smell delicious to Vandalieu, and yet, he felt a desire to consume every time he directed his anger
and bloodthirst towards Hajime Fitun. That made him absolutely certain.
A shiver ran up Hajime Fitun's spine as he saw a glimpse of the primitive hunger lurking deep within Vandalieu's clouded eyes.
Fitun, the god of thunderclouds, felt a thrill at this sensation, something that he hadn't felt in tens of thousands of years.