Never have I enjoyed the sight of someone being killed. I had barely seen someone killed before me, but still, no matter who they were, I couldn’t enjoy it. But now, watching a m******e unfold before me, I actually did like it. This feeling, though, was strange, as if not mine.
Cassius was having fun tearing into the humans that confronted him, making sure they didn’t have a swift death but bled out slowly and painfully.
While everyone else’s attention was diverted to Cassius, I thought about saving Ginger, as this would be the perfect opportunity. She was still struggling with her bonds while younger Cassius ripped out throats with his fangs, broke bones, and snapped necks, creating a ghastly scene with the humans who went after him or were in his way.
However, I was stopped by the “m
