Tilla was already in tears after getting frightened by the threatening demeanor that Marcella was showing her.
Those sharp and long fangs that she was baring, those red eyes that were full of bloodlust, and the threatening tone of Marcella were enough to suddenly remind Tilla of the day that she was almost killed by a crazed vampire.
The trauma that she had gone through at that time suddenly relapsed, making Tilla shaken to her core. She began breathing heavily. Her whole body began to shake uncontrollably. And streams of tears started to fall down her eyes.
“Is she for real? We haven’t done anything yet!” Beatrice looked at Martha’s pitiable condition and scoffed.
“Oi!” Marcella snapped her fingers in front of Tilla’s eyes and whispered in a low growling voice, “Just tell us what you did if you don’t want to die right here and right now.”
