You An's heart skipped a beat, a sudden pang of panic filled him. Having experienced something similar not long ago, he recovered very quickly. Forcing his way through the crowd in front of him, he grabbed his sister, who was looking on curiously, and sprinted towards the elderly stewards not far away.
Just as he started to move.
A high-pitched scream of terror erupted, and the crowd immediately descended into chaos, the panic spreading rapidly.
Right where You An had been standing, a woman in a red dress who was almost doubled over shivered uncontrollably. Her form no longer resembled a human, but instead, a red-furred brute.
A guttural growl spiked with a touch of exhilarating joy escaped her throat.
The woman's primal instincts, spurred by Dead Blood, enhanced her sense of smell. Surrounded by people, the air seemed to be filled with the scent of flesh, irresistible and tantalizing.
