Xinya could barely look down at the disgusting piece of filth. A disgrace to humanity. Something any sane person would exterminate.
She stood a few meters away from Slayer, as he continued eating the poor dead Stellar's heart. The wind whipped her silvery-white hair, yet she stood still, careless for the environment.
Around them, Master Hu's giant dragon corpse laid still. His head fell more than a kilometer away, destroying a massive mountain.
A layer of blood covered the ground. The fight of the Stellars pushed the storm away from the area, leaving everything rainless.
Far away thunder echoed and lightning danced, but Xinya's gaze stayed fixed on the terrifying man wearing his own skin.
Slowly, he stood up, wiping his lips with his bloody hands. His hood shadowed most of Slayer's face, except those wide, revolting, blood-covered lips.
