Facing the pitch-black interior of the factory, the blonde mistress Sosia's pupils shrank, and her eyes suddenly turned emerald green.
The scene in the darkness became incredibly clear before her eyes, completely unaffected by the lack of light.
"It's here, this is the place. I was brought here before to undergo experiments. I'm innocent, please don't kill me. I also hate those of the Blood Race."
The man caught by Sosia's collar kneels on the ground, pleading pathetically and fearfully.
His skin is pale as if it hasn't been exposed to sunlight for years, so white that the many blood vessels underneath it are clearly visible.
His face has no hair, including his head which is completely bald, resembling a terminal patient. Two sharp teeth protruding from his lips are particularly noticeable, indicating his peculiar identity.
"Dare to proclaim innocence? Haven't you harmed anyone since becoming a Bloodline? Filthy vermin." Sosia snorted disdainfully, "Lead the way."
