Chapter 132: 130 #HORRIFYING

THIRD PERSON'S POV

Dripping blood from sharp claws, the air was mixed up with a strong pungent metallic smell in a certain warehouse which was old enough to fall, on the dusty ground lay a blooded man whose blood oozed out from his torn stomach.

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His own blood stuck in his throat as he gurgled up blood dripping down to his chin. Beside him stood a silhouette who's long like nails which looked like claws dripped blood, he was snarling he sounded like a beast his pants were heavy his eyes were bloodshot this man below him was never to see the sun again "w...hat a...re y...ou?" he tried to ask as more blood rushed out of his mouth he had a lot of bruises and claw marks all over his face he looked disfigured he was nowhere near to be recognized, his HD camera lay across him all broken to no where near repair.

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