Sleeping Place
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Night Wind obeyed the command and deployed his substance chains to clear the rubble behind the screen. The three of them hauled their junkie Duke along with them, moving around the screen and proceeding forward.
Blood came from every orifice of the Duke's body. He wasn't dead yet, but his prospects weren't looking good. That was especially true of his eyes; they had turned entirely red, and even the whites of his eyes had been consumed by the new color.
Night Wind focused his attention on clearing the road ahead. After he cleared the path for some distance in front of them, he suddenly stopped. He looked at Miss Mirror and said, "Miss Mirror, should we change the direction of our travel?"
"Why?" Miss Mirror asked Night Wind.
Han Sen was curious about this, too. He had no clue why Night Wind had made this suggestion.