A room bathed in dim candlelight.
A round table stood in the center of the room.
A figure was seated at the table.
She was an exceptionally beautiful woman.
She wore a black dress that cinched at the waist, making her skin appear all the more fair and captivating.
Holding a knife and fork, she brought the last, blood-streaked piece of meat from her plate to her mouth. She then picked up a nearby glass filled with a red liquid and took a delicate sip.
If Helinta were here, she would have recognized this person as the very Lower-Rank Black Blood Species whose arm she had severed.
But now, the arm she had lost was completely restored.
Suddenly, she froze.
"Lady Chen Yu, what's wrong? Are the ingredients not to your taste?"
Just then, a muffled voice spoke.
A massive figure slowly emerged from the shadows behind her.
This was a massive, fat man, over two meters tall. His skin was a grotesque bluish-gray, covered in bulging veins and dark spots.
