Luna had never been so disgusted in her immortal life as an Amazon.
Even if her short Vampire life had craved blood since it was her lifeline, the scent of the children's essence dripping on her hair had made her look away immediately, wrinkling her nose as she leaned one hand on the dead trunk of this ancient hanging tree.
She swallowed hard as she held her breath at the smell of blood and the stench of the rotten flesh hanging on its branches.
Simultaneously, the wing-like creatures appeared like the demonic version of ravens, crows, and vultures with glowing red eyes and larger claws and tiny hands attached to the tip of their scaly wings.
Luna saw how one vulture had a dry eyeball between its beaks with veins still attached to it.
Pressing his hands against her heaving stomach, Luna shook her head and tried her best not to throw up.
Every child's face was imprinted on Luna's head since their flesh's skin was not fully removed.