Darius stood staring down at the man laying on the ground in front of him. His cries of agony fell on Darius's ears, but they didn't reach his dead heart. He stood with a stoic face, his hands crossed behind him.
Hilton watched the scene with worry while Enzo and Aubrey tried to help that man.
"Lord Darius, no medicines is working on him. I have never seen anything like this before. What kind of a disease this is?" Aubrey frowned, feeling anxious.
She was responsible for the health of every person in their group. So far nothing happened until last night when this man began to feel uncontrollable itching all over his body.
And now his whole body was covered in patches full of pus and the more he scratched his skin, the more pus oozed out of his body. The sight was not only gross but also disheartening.
Only Aubrey knew how she was managing to touch that man when the Vampires were known for their neatness and hygiene.
