"AHH..."
The consecutive deaths of her companions pushed the remaining pretty woman to the brink of a breakdown. Her expression turned hideous and terrifying as her mouth split open all the way to her ears, revealing a maw full of dense, razor-sharp teeth.
This was her true face!
Swinging her sharp claws, she launched a frenzied attack at the spot where her companion had just stood. But there was nothing there. Just as her eyes told her, it was completely empty, which only deepened the terror in her heart. She looked around in a panic—behind her, left, right, front, and back. Even the faintest rustle of the wind felt like the mysterious assailant moving past her.
In the pitch-black night, the only sounds were her frantic roars and the subtle breeze. The unseen attacker was like a ghost, sending a deep chill down her spine.
