Something just didn't feel right…
Her gaze became blurry, her ears were ringing.
Part of her liked to think that it was all just side effects of the poison.
But shouldn't the side effects have ceased by now?
Claire slumped against the chair.
The sound of aggressive war cries and clanging swords filled the air.
Even the sounds of nature were swamped by the noise.
The carriage door was suddenly ripped open and a large Lycan with red eyes and long claws stood there with drool dripping out the side of its mouth.
It was it - the same one that came after her in the woods.
Or was it?
Before it could lunge for her in its blood lust, Yeren seized its arm and brought its head against the metal beam at the doorway.
It grunted loudly and lunged again.
Claire shrunk further inside, hiding behind him.
The Lycan's claws dug into Yeren's coat, ripping through the fabric and skin in one gory stroke.
Claire gasped, covering her mouth to stifle the sound.
