"Poof..."
With a soft sound, the child's skull, soft and fragile, was easily pierced by sharp nails. The dark figure was elated at the sight, slowly bent over, and brought its mouth close, forcefully sucking at the blood hole that had been made,
"Indeed, the child's brain is delicious!"
After sucking, the dark figure's face was full of satisfaction, sighing long,
"One child's fresh brain is enough for tonight!"
