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It took little effort to approach the killer sharks who were raining havoc against these humans, as they were literally just twenty or so meters away. And contrary to what the group had expected, the sharks didn't mindlessly attack them.

Instead, one of these sharks who was yet to attack a human, got a bit closer and yelled out. "The hell are you doing here?"

"I love blood." Osira was the first to answer, awkward to say at least as her tone bounced in the last word.

But yet, such a sentence was uttered out with a calmness that almost made the atmosphere uncomfortable. Her tone was casual, but one peek at her face would make it easy to understand that she was on the verge of snapping.

The good lady's face carried several complexions, right now her lips were quivering with the thirst for blood.

Such dangerous beauty had managed to spook the ten-foot shark in front of them, but yet again an apex predator could find reasons to respect such a little monster.