Deathly Silence

Ryu retracted his mind from its odd state, it was simply too much. 

He stepped out from the vat of Aloe he had been standing within, his body glistening. Though, his lip couldn't help but twitch when he notice that Yaana was covering her face with both hands, and yet not obstructing her own vision in the slightest. 

For some reason, he kept forgetting that there were people around him as his thoughts bounced all over the place. It also didn't help that a certain member was pulsing about like it had a mind of its own as well. The instinct of a beast was even more potent after the cleansing of his Bloodlines. 

In the past, Ryu felt that his state was perfect. His Fire Dragon Bloodline wasn't as pure as his father or grandfather's, nor were his other Bloodlines comparable to his mother and grandparents, but he never worried about it. Even though he had access to the stored Blood Essence of two of his Ancestral Clans now, he never used them.