Under Dotya's crazed gaze, both Sylla and Yan Xin frowned.
"Dotya, what's wrong with you?"
Though she did not care much about her companions, Yan Xin could not help asking. But Dotya did not answer. Instead, she painfully shifted her gaze away.
She gave up on treating Yan Xin and the others as prey not because she could not bring herself to do it, but because she knew she was no match for them. Dotya hurriedly looked around. As if blessed by heaven, she spotted several shifty-eyed people passing by with money bags in their hands.
Listening carefully to their conversation, she learned that they were all thieves who had just gotten their hands on quite a bit of money.
Dotya did not care who they were. Staring at the thieves, she charged straight at them, streaking before them like lightning.
The thieves had yet to figure out what was happening. They only saw a figure flash past before a cute young girl appeared in front of them. Since they were no good people themselves, they looked at the adorable girl and were about to casually tease her.
Before they could open their mouths, Dotya pounced on one of them like a rabid dog. She opened her small mouth... revealing sharp fangs. Those fangs were her Imperial Arm, Blood Siphon [Rapid Extraction], a Vampire fang-like Imperial Arm. Once fitted into the mouth, it could drain a person into a dried corpse through bloodsucking, using the blood to heal herself and enhance her strength.
Dotya bit down on the man's neck. Before he could even react, his body rapidly withered. His flesh and blood seemed to be drained dry in an instant, turning him into a mummified corpse.
As she sucked the man's blood, Dotya's body visibly recovered, and her strength