While Valerie was contemplating how blood could go stale, and how that was different from it clotting or simply going off in other ways, her thrall entered the apartment with bags full of juicy meat.
Bai Yin moved to go into the bedroom, before noticing Valerie sitting on the couch and hurried over to her.
She did not question where the spear came from, or why Valerie had it. She did not question the blood vials or where they came from, or even so much as glance at the strange otherwordly crystals that sat on the couch beside Valerie.
All Bai Yin cared about was the woman sitting in front of her, and how she could best serve her.
She immediately dropped to one knee, holding up the bag fulls of juicy raw meat, that she had carefully selected and collected so that her mistress would have a pleasant meal.
