☆ -- Scream. Howling. Scratching. Begging. It had always been the same thing with similar actions once the half vampire found the perpetrators for Ayame’s wounds. It wasn’t often that Ayame came home severely wounded. This time, it threw Minwoo in rage -- almost hatred toward humans even though he was part human himself. The girl came home with an open lip, bruises on her stomach from being kicked and her hair shredded in such a cruel manner that he had to do something for the girl he cared for. Minwoo had always been like a father to Ayame and Ayame like a daughter to Minwoo.
With lithe fingers curling around the male’s neck, he snarled with a hiss following after lifting them off the ground as sounds of crunching and gagging filled the rooftop. The image of Ayame’s beaten face and the words she repeated that the bag of scum had claimed her to be for being a transgender filled Minwoo with such immense hatred, the vampire crushed the other throat regardless of the gagging while they begged. Tossing the male to the cracked pavement, he glowered at the other two men without realizing someone had been watching silently. Lifting the second man, Minwoo without hesitating snapped their neck in half not even daring to drain them -- not wanting to taint himself with such garbage.
“Are these your men?” He snarled as he threw the second male on top of the first one which laid lifeless, catching sight of the third male crawling away until the half vampire made his way to them in a split second and lifted them by their collar, eyes falling on the tall, slim watching with arms crossed in front of their chest.
