Her words shuddered the hunterman who had been grinded against the hardness of tree pretty badly. His eyes dialeted slightly once her words came out and the strength that she used to hold on the man was invincible. Each time, her fingers moved, he could sense his inner bones breaking apart.
The man managed to squeeze out two words between his pants,
" Let go! "
Ayra smiled at his pleading state smugly. Her vampire instinct was delighted to taste his fresh blood but at the same time, she started enjoying his helpless, fragile state.
Not sure what to do with the man, Ayra twisted his neck carefully this time. Vaguely calculated inside her thoughts that she needed the man alive, she threw his fragile body over the ground. When the man stumbled falling down on his chest, Ayra scrutinized her brows together. She spotted a few bunches of needle behind his back.
