That grin only widened when she noticed my reaction, and sadly I realized belatedly that giving her any sort of reaction to her appearance was like pouring blood into the water for a shark; she honed in on it and pushed forwards relentlessly until she got what she wanted... whether it was immediate or very delayed, she didn't care.
All she wanted was to reach that 'blood' and make it hers...
Those reddish brown eyes were glowing with amusement and curiosity as she took another step closer to me, the intensity in them pairing with the sharp fangs to unnerve me far more than I had ever thought possible.
I was saved by the Orc stepping between us as she said "I think you'll understand that someone shouting 'Hey~!' at you inside of a Dungeon never elicits the sort of friendly response you were hoping for... especially not when you have blood soaking your cuirass.", which only made the Hyenakin grin even more.
