"Will these be enough?" Lorne asked Danitz.
"Th-they should be..."
Danitz swallowed as he looked at the five figures before him. Their faces were bloodless, their pupils unfocused, and dark red fluid was still seeping from their ears. A chill rose in his heart, and his teeth chattered uncontrollably.
This was the first time he had witnessed the entire process of living people being forcibly turned into zombies.
The process was not actually complicated. It could even be described as crude and simple: he watched these people die, then stiffly climb back to their feet. Yet it was precisely this simple violation of the laws of life that made it so indescribably horrifying.
No wonder there are so many legends about the Rose School at sea. Their abilities are truly bizarre... Danitz sneaked a glance at Sharron, who floated in midair with the same expressionless face, then quickly looked away, afraid of attracting her attention.
This time, he and Brando had only been responsible for finding the targets. Neither had lifted a finger. These unfortunate fellow pirates had been dealt with by this lady in just a few brief encounters.
This Wraith lady was definitely no weaker than that Seniors from before. She certainly had the strength of a Pirate Admiral!
Shit! Why does Brando always have so many powerful female Beyonders around him? And every one of them looks pretty good, too. Most importantly, they all seem to have something abnormal going on with him... Danitz grumbled inwardly.
Although this Wraith lady had barely spoken since their first meeting and always wore an icy expression, Danitz's keen observational skills as a Hunter had still allowed him to notice something: her blue eyes, which occasionally lost focus, would always unconsciously drift toward Brando.
He was all too familiar with what