Vena, even at a glance, seems like an old monster. Someone who, if he ever had reservations about what he had to do to survive, long outgrew them. But, from what Su-jin knows of his ilk, they don't necessarily have to kill their victim. Unlike Su-jin. There's no way to survive what he must take. Blood alone can get him by, but not for long. It's like trying to live on water alone.
His brows draw together, a deep crease forming between them. "I cannot."
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His brows draw together, a deep crease forming between them. "I cannot."