The sounds of panting, laughter, and screams filled the air, lingering overhead for a long time.
Everyone was letting loose their most suppressed sides.
Scarlett Yates suddenly screamed; it was unclear whether she was affected by the music or if the alcohol was surging more intensely through her body. She aimed at the strong arm gripping her and bit down hard.
She was like a ferocious beast, her bite fiercer after tasting blood. Her teeth sank into the flesh, and her eyes were fierce and malicious, her whole face showing sheer ruthlessness.
It was hard to imagine that a woman too drunk to stand could be so ferocious.
Blood trickled down the corner of her mouth.
She looked up, her lips stained with blood, her face deathly pale. Under the dim lights, her teeth embedded in the flesh resembled a Vampire Manor feeding.
She grinned, her mouth full of blood, creating a scene as bizarre and terrifying as it could get. "If you don't let me go, I'll bite you to death!"
