'Keep sinking your teeth,' *Blood-Arts: Extria,* '-there, continue.' Pure malice and hatred exuded from what used to be caring eyes. Each press of the jaw splattered crimson across the clean tiles. Hina watched in horror, "-tell me," he flinched, Henzh doubled down on the bite, "-decide his fate," he gritted. The swallowed blood glued into a crystal, '-continue, the more you ingest the easier it will be to kill.'
"GET AWAY FROM HIM," cried across the hall, "-IGNA!" the princess charged in with spatula in hand. Open palm to the front, a green hue rattled the floor and beds, the very foundation shook, "-I'll kill him, I swear," her hair levitated.
"Stand firm," fired Igna, "-keep the area protected."
"Why?"
"Do as I say," rebutted an impatient voice, "-Hina; decide!"
"I-I-I-I…"
"DECIDE!" the head violently shook, tearing muscle and exposing bones, the sight settled on the neck, *bite*
