When Kai started to move forward, time started to slow down from Gary’s perspective. Even though he saw the blonde teenager rush forward, he still couldn’t believe it. Alas, the Werewolf was unable to stop his instincts. Since the nice and juicy piece of meat was taking the initiative to deliver itself upon him, he opened his mouth, his teeth extended and sharpened further, cutting through the flesh.
‘What… why is Kai doing that? Has he gone mad? I have to stop… but this taste!’ Gary thought to himself as the blood filled his mouth. Rather than iron, it tasted like the most divine sauce. It was hard to say whether this was due to his palette having changed, or if this was simply the case because he had never been on the verge of death through hunger. No matter how hard he was trying to stop himself, his jaw was crushing down harder.