The rustling of bushes and the faint echo of footsteps revealed Jin, his legs spread as he arrived at the site of his first encounter with the Vampiric Tiger.
Without wasting a moment, his slit pupils scanned the surroundings. Amidst the grassy expanse, his eyes fell upon an unexpected sight—a gleaming M4 rifle, its body glistening under the ethereal moonlight.
"Found you," Jin revealed a faint smile from the corner of his lips. His eyebrows relaxed as he lightly jumped, walking toward the Blood Rifle.
The firearm's black and sturdy frame incorporated distinctive ghoul-inspired elements, reflecting the silver rays with a captivating sheen.
It lay seemingly abandoned, starkly contrasting the natural serenity of the forest. Jin's heart quickened, excitement flooding his every brain cell as he memorized the Blood Rifle, no matter how many times he looked at it.