[It's a great help that every vampire made by Do-hun is suffering the same as he is right now, and in no fit state to help him. Justine wouldn't say she couldn't handle it, it's just that Do-hun is her focus and she's happy to be able to deal with him without interruptions.
She hardens herself against Jin's pained noises. It is unnerving, actually, when one's human prey usually dies on a pleasured moan, not an agonised scream.
He isn't human anymore, though. So why would she treat him like he is?
The other arm pops out of its socket with the same disturbing ease and loud pop. Her stilletto heels turn out to be fine for stamping rough, jagged holes through Do-hun's leg muscles. His cries are so pitiful for the greatness he's made himself out to be.]
Just a little bit longer. [Justine smirks.] Not really; I'm lying.
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She hardens herself against Jin's pained noises. It is unnerving, actually, when one's human prey usually dies on a pleasured moan, not an agonised scream.
He isn't human anymore, though. So why would she treat him like he is?
The other arm pops out of its socket with the same disturbing ease and loud pop. Her stilletto heels turn out to be fine for stamping rough, jagged holes through Do-hun's leg muscles. His cries are so pitiful for the greatness he's made himself out to be.]
Just a little bit longer. [Justine smirks.] Not really; I'm lying.