C52 Downfall

Carrie

The more blood rushed out of the man's arm like a stream that was just released from the bondage of thick rocks, the more Kante derived pleasure from that moment.

I, on the other hand, who was throwing up hopefully the last batch of the weird liquid mixture that just came out of me, wondered if Kante was in any way in his right mind.

Regardless of his desire or thirst for blood