His body felt so stiff, almost like a dead man.
In the brief moment I stood there, stunned, he slowly walked up beside me and opened his mouth, moving in to bite my neck.
Instinctively, I raised a hand and grabbed him by the throat. At the same time, the Dark Knight armor surged over my body almost instantly. Black material raced across my skin, quickly covering me from head to toe. The person before me... also stiffly turned his gaze toward me.
"Are... you human?"
Human?
My brow furrowed. This guy clearly wasn't normal. His face looked as if it had stiffened long ago, and when my hand clamped around his throat, I felt that same rigidity. This... was obviously a corpse!
A corpse could move?
A new generation of zombies?
As I wondered, he suddenly raised his hand. This time, I clearly saw a little powder drifting from his palm. If my eyes hadn't been enhanced to let me see the tiniest details, I would've had a hard time making it out in the dim light. It really was powder, and it seemed to be falling off his skin.
Like... flakes of skin.
"Sleep..."
That strange scent filled my nose again... It was sweet, so sweet... and it made my whole body relax. It felt wonderful, like I was basking in the sunlight, soaking in its warmth, enjoying... something I couldn't put into words.
But the next instant, the scent of osmanthus filled my nose again. It was my own body fragrance.
Once I came to, I didn't give him another chance to raise his hand. I drew the Nepal from my waist, and four flashes of steel streaked through the dim hallway.
"Shhk! Shhk! Shhk! Shhk!"
"Clang! Clang!"
The... person's body was instantly reduced to a torso.