Unknown meets Abomination

"Oh? Are they now?" the man asked him, turning to the wolf that was now convulsing on the ground, "Are they really red? They should be blue. Tell me."

Victor's wounded form remained unresponsive on the ground blinded by thoughts of the pain. He was losing blood and getting more lightheaded as the seconds ticked by.

The 'Rogue King' sighed, "You're even more useless now than you were earlier. No matter… Hey, you there. Man whose name I don't know. What colour are my eyes?"

The wolf on the other side of Victor had given the two of them space, hoping he wouldn't get gutted as well. The wolf stared at his changed comrade for a bit. He couldn't speak as a wolf but the rogue king hadn't exactly asked a yes-no question, so nodding seemed out of the question.