"What the hell is that?" Hellhound asked, looking curious but not really taking it seriously. After all, he liked to bulldoze through everything—he could smash right through even the elemental defense spells cast by Awakeners. Why would he bother dodging a little bottle?
So, with a casual swipe of his claw, he shattered it.
CRASH!
There was a sharp crack as glass exploded everywhere, and the black liquid inside splattered straight onto Hellhound's face. A weird, nasty smell hit him immediately.
The bottle had been filled with blood from Black-Skin Zombies—Ethan had originally given it to Sean for research purposes. But when Sean heard that Hellhound had an ultra-sensitive nose, he decided to bring it along... just to give him a little "gift" that smelled even worse than a full diaper.
And the stench of Black-Skin Zombie blood? Yeah, it was legendary. Even mutant beasts wouldn't touch their corpses—it was that foul.
