Baldwin's eyes followed Vic's pointed finger, and when his gaze landed on the lifeless corpses of the Shifters, a slight frown deepened the lines on his face. The air around the bodies was thick with the metallic scent of blood, mingling with the acrid stench of burnt flesh.
"Seems they're all dead, just like you said," Baldwin muttered, striding purposefully toward the bodies. He crouched down, his sharp eyes narrowing as they swept over the gruesome remains. The blood-soaked ground told a tale of violence and precision. "You lot did this?" he asked, disbelief coloring his tone as his gaze flicked back to Vic, his brows raised in suspicion.
