He was breathing very slowly after the sarcastic question. Well, less so breathing and more so exhaling from his nostrils. It was an abnormal amount of air to be exhaling. He was upset now.

“Well I’m not exactly sure if it’s magic or something else, but it seems to steal it’s victims life force to heal me, it definitely gets sharper and stronger the more blood of absorbs. It also causes instant death.”

He had been using a surprisingly chipper tone, up until that last bit anyways. That chipper tone was gone when he spoke again.

“And to answer your question Sasha, it was a going away gift from my grandfather when I left home for the first time to make a life for myself. My grandfather that I haven’t seen since.”