Luna lands. "Stay here. Unless you'd like to watch."
She walks down the road, reaching the lone man on the road easily. She places her hands on his shoulders, leaning forward.
"Hello, Adam." she whispers, her lips right next to his ear. He freezes, and starts shaking.
"Who-?" he starts to ask. But she moves in front of him, placing one finger on his lips.
"Shhhhhh. . ." she whispers, an odd, hungry gleam in her eyes.
"Don't fight it. . ." she murmurs, sliding one hand down to the man's waist. He shudders. She leans in and presses her lips to his, and he starts shaking more violently. In the moonlight, his skin appeared to by stretching taught against his bones, seeming like all the blood in his body was being drained. And then, when blood appears against Luna's lips, the truth is revealed: his blood was being drained. His soul, his life, his blood, all being taken. All in all, it only took a minute for the man to start crumbling to dust. With one finger, Luna reaches up and wipes the blood from her lips, then licks it off, She saunters back towards Naize.
"Let's go back." she murmurs, her voice low and sultry.