Milena stood up, frowning and turning to Ellias.
“We need to…”
“I know. Your theory may be right. If they used all that Human blood to… I’ll go and investigate to see if there weren’t male victims that could have been… used to create that female one. If there aren’t, it means whoever did this found a way to create Wendigos even faster.”
Milena nodded, well aware of that frightening truth. That Wendigo was the scariest and most horrible thing she had ever seen, even including the darkest part of her childhood. It had almost killed Rayan, and if it wasn’t for Ellias’ quick judgment, she would have been dead along with him…
“Though I don’t mind a visit from time to time, it’s very late to intrude my bedroom with a guest, Millie,” sighed Raphael, reminding her where she was.
Both Milena
