→「血」Perhaps if a poor, unfortunate little soul ventured too close to the alleyway where Shiro stood, they would have heard the cracking of snapped bones and the tearing of flesh. As crimson poured down onto her body, she let the scowl she had been holding back for a while present itself on her features.
What were these damn things?
There they were again, regenerating the muscles the albino had ripped through with her blood. Several whips of the fluid were dancing around her, prepared to slice down the monsters as soon as they were able to get on their feet again.