The emergency lights in the tunnel flickered on and off.
The face of the Beastman before Gu Ning was cast in the shifting light, but its eyes, locked on her, remained piercingly bright.
Slit pupils of brilliant gold, like those of some great cat.
Gu Ning's body registered the danger before her brain could catch up. Without a conscious thought, the gun in her hand was already pressed against the Beastman's forehead.
'A Beastman… right?'
Gu Ning's pupils dilated in shock as she stared at the fair, beautiful face before her.
'This is a Female Beastman?!'
Most Beastmen had sharp, well-defined features and chiseled, ruggedly handsome faces. The females, however, were more delicate.
She had seen interviews with females on PawPress—they were beautiful and elegant, a true sight to behold.
The Female Beastman before her had just such a face.
It was Gu Ning's first time seeing a real Female Beastman. She was so amazed by the sight that for a moment, she forgot the danger she was in.
