CCLXXVI. The Overpowering Instinct
At the same moment, Karl, who was still busy with Freydis's wound, laid down one of the cloths he had used to clean it from the blood.
As soon as the white piece of cloth, which had turned completely red, touched the ground, Dag began to shake his head again.
His sense of smell had quadrupled compared to his normal condition, and the air around him was impregnated again with that bloody smell, coming from the dirty cloth.
Seized by the beastly instinct, while Kjell waited for an answer, Dag turned back to Freydis, grabbing Karl by the neck of the armor and lifting him, throwing him backward and causing him to fall to the ground.
He pounced again on Freydis, intent on taking another bite at that appetizing wound, which oozed warmblood, but once again, one of Kjell's chains stopped him, twisting around his arm.
Against his will, Dag looked at him, turning suddenly.