"Hiss!" Clutching their painful backs, the black Knights hunched their bodies, looking up with grim faces, wanting to see what it was.
What is that?
Amidst the sounds of killing and cries echoing through Rapids City, there was a moment of eerie silence at the North City Gate.
People raised their heads, staring blankly at Catherine, supported by vines seven or eight meters above the ground.
For once, all the vampire vines did not avoid their mistress; instead, they clung onto Catherine's wrists and ankles along the armor.
In everyone's sight, the vampire vines with scarred leaves wrapped around Catherine like water snakes, their sharp thorns piercing her skin.
These finger-thick vampire vines suddenly shrank for a moment, but in the next second, they seemed to swell to the thickness of an arm.
