Different from the other cultivator whom Seth had just drained, rapidly turning the man into a dry piece of skin, Seth's attitude towards the woman in his grip was very different.
Rather than just hold her like a piece of steak, he held her around her waist, pressing her body to his like they were lovers, showing no discomfort as the woman struggled to get out of his grip in vain.
With one hand around her waist, Seth used the other to move the woman's head to the side, and then with his fangs out, he sank them into the right of her neck.
Hearing the moans, that left the woman, Aimy was left wondering if Seth was giving her a hickey but it wasn't until seconds later when she saw the woman's hair begin turning white that she understood that if Seth was giving a hickey, then it was the most dangerous one in the world.
