"Doesn't it taste good?"
Amiya's mind could barely process it. Vampires could be picky eaters too?
"It doesn't taste good. Too many things are mixed into it."
Like a hungry yet picky child, Luna Kindred sniffed from a distance, lightly furrowed her brows, then immediately turned and left, utterly unconcerned about a possible attack from behind.
Fortunately, Amiya had no intention of attacking just like that. Instead, she followed behind Luna Kindred. It was difficult—when Luna Kindred ran, she was like a flickering shadow, ghostly and swift, without making the slightest sound.
Amiya had to give it everything just to keep up, relying mostly on her familiarity with Rhodes Island.
"Huff... huff... Wait!"
Luna Kindred stopped at the sound, though not because she had listened to Amiya. She crouched slightly, her slender legs wrapped in thigh-high stockings seeming ready to exert force. It was the unmistakable stance of a predator.
Amiya followed that scarlet gaze and looked ahead.
Miss Savage!
She recalled the gray-haired Cautus's profile. Savage herself was not Infected. During her time at Rim Billiton, she had mainly been responsible for engineering demolition. She was as brave on the battlefield as a football player.
"How do you usually eat?"
"Walk up, ask her to hold out her arm, and then I can drink blood."
Luna Kindred answered without lifting her head. Amiya found it hard to understand. Was this some kind of charm skill?
That was it?
"Because Luna Kindred is very cute."
Luna Kindred added the explanation, her calves swaying lightly as she walked toward Miss Savage. That was a genuine hunting posture, making her earlier words rather unconvincing. Savage was still walking forward with her engineering hammer over her shoulder, seemingly unaware of the blood-red presence closing in from behind.
Whoosh—
In Amiya's eyes, Luna Kindred's