'What the fuck happened? Who was that?'
Damien had so many questions. One moment he was being entertained by Harpie and the next moment someone entirely new was talking to him.
"Turning? As in turning to an undead?" Damien's voice held a mix of disbelief and apprehension. The very idea of becoming one of the mindless, soulless creatures he had been battling against sent a shiver down his spine.
Harpie, however, seemed to relish in Damien's unease. With a flourish, he removed a glove from his hand, exposing the pale, almost translucent skin beneath. The act was almost theatrical, as if he was presenting a grand reveal on a stage.
