Rukia
Destroyer of Tradition
Thranduil
The God of Nature frowned lightly at M's comment. He released his hold around the man,turning around so he could meet his glance.
"M...you are thinking like a mortal right now. You are a God,and Morgana is aware of that. She wouldn't be able to kill you,she was simply following her nature. If you allow a Vampire to suck on your blood you must expect an outcome like this."
His voice didn't sound judgemental,he was simply stating facts and hoping to avoid a conflict. The vampire goddess had never touched his blood,but he imagined the sensation couldn't be good.
"Let me help you with that wound."
He rose his hand and a green light involved M's neck,curing the mark of teeth that Morgana had left.
"There we go. Do you feel well?"
@RedTeam Grif