Bab 1053: Blame

Eurig walked over to Alfen and knelt down beside him. There were several open wounds on Alfen's body, especially on the back where the claw of the masked creature was still digging into his flesh so there was plenty of blood to go around.

Eurig dipped his fingers into one of the wounds and brought it back to his mouth for a taste. He closed his eyes and nodded not much different from how an experienced chef would try to dissect a dish.

The blood spread on his tongue which was covered in rows of tiny backward-facing spikes, disseminating through his mouth.

"Mhm, definitely recognize that taste. It was a little younger and overflowing with vitality but the taste is the same. That hint of birch tree bark is unmistakable."

Half of the weight of the masked demon was resting right on top of Alfen and it took every bit of strength he had not to scream out from the pain and pass out but upon hearing Eurig mention the birch tree his pupils constricted.