"Gulp." Someone swallowed loudly, drawing everyone's gaze to him.
After all, they were not good people, each with blood on their hands. Now, driven by hunger and the desire to survive, they had become beasts driven by desire, their eyes devoid of humanity, filled only with a beastly ferocity.
This made the man being stared at involuntarily tremble, especially since the boss's precedent was right there.
The man being stared at guardedly watched his former companions and explained, "I haven't had water for a long time, and I'm a bit thirsty." As he spoke, he licked his lips, tasting the blood left from when he had bitten someone earlier. Strangely, he didn't find it disgusting, rather, his stomach burned uncomfortably, making him want to drink more to quench his thirst.
Clearly, he wasn't the only one with this thought in the garage. For a moment, the boss felt like he was surrounded by a pack of wolves.
"No..." the boss lifted his lips, saying with difficulty.
