"Well, that was unsatisfying," he grumbled, his disappointment evident in his voice.
Absorbing the corpses of the dead guards did little to satisfy him. It was clear that this meager numbers was far from enough to fill him.
But it was alright because from here on out he could go and kill everyone inside this mansion.
Cyril likely believed that he would only target her family members and spare the innocent individuals who were merely working here and trying to make ends meet.
Little did she realize that she had struck a deal with the devil himself.
Reign had no intention of letting anyone escape tonight, not even the kindest soul in the world.
In his eyes, all humans who were not useful to him were nothing more than food.
But before starting his one-sided massacre, Reign needed to take care of something first.
CRACK !
His bones began to crack and expand, reverting to his original size.
