Neither Marion nor William had a chance to watch the behavior of the bloodsucking wild creature. To him it was a strange and disgusting thing.
Especially Marion. His eyes, which had been combing through dozens of ferals running wildly and attacking whatever it was, and then the greedy sight of the creature sucking the blood of his own comrade, made the girl suddenly nauseous.
Marion pushed away the body of the big feral who had been fighting with him since just now, then ran to the corner and spit out all the contents of his stomach.
"Damn it! Disgusting creatures! If I knew I had to witness that kind of thing, I'd have preferred to run, earlier," Marion complained, hoping that the bloodsucker who made the mess didn't interfere with her sudden ritual.