Kurt Kaiden once again filled them with terror through the sheer force of his power.
If the first encounter had been a mere warning whispered by their instincts, his presence unseen by Claire and Porna, this time it was a profound and genuine terror, born from the experience of that overwhelming power resonating deep within their bones.
During their first meeting, Claire, being a Werewolf, could smell Kurt Kaiden, albeit just a second before he revealed himself. However, this time was different.
She couldn't even smell him; she couldn't even realize that he had cut off her arm. Like a dummy, she stood still, unaware of what she had just experienced.
Even her blood seemed to mimic her, dripping with a delay.
Red wine-colored blood dripped quietly to the ground from her cleanly severed right arm, just a few centimeters below her shoulder, as Kurt greeted them from up in the air.
