Being a soldier had it's perks — the conflict, of course, wasn't one of them, but the countless enemies dead at your feet served to be a pretty easy source for blood.

You had to be secret about it. Playing it off as 'paying respects' or 'doing a last check', you'd always go back to the area in private to feed from the bodies you'd left there.

Konig got suspicious, and eventually curiosity killed the cat. He followed you back one night, only to find you with your jaw locked on a corpse.