<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=9845.msg527167#msg527167">Quote from: Bliss on 13-02-2008, 17:12:05</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Knowing that shutting her eyes would likely do no good against what Christi was prepared to do to her, Gina's eyes were wide open, and she watched in a mingle of horror and exultation as the Hound sank his mouth into the woman's neck - before she dropped to her feet, stumbling and nearly going down.<br/><br/>It was completely surreal - he had fangs, his face went pale, and the other woman's elbow seemed to shatter him like he was made of glass. Or ice.<br/><br/>There was nothing to retort through her shock as the pale dancer seemed to simply melt into the surrounding storm... and she was alone with her erstwhile rescuer.<br/><br/>He was kneeling by the time she moved, circling to get a view of his face but keeping a wide berth; her gun had skittered away, and she crouched to stretch her hand and grab it before he got up completely. "You have good timing," she said shortly, trying to wrestle more solid memories about him from her resistant brain that gave only the awful flashes she'd revealed to Adam.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>At the sound of her voice, the Hound spun around, and what Gina saw made her recoil away from him. His lower face had already started regrowing, but the lower jaw still had no sign of either muscle or skin, just naked bone. But worst of all was his eyes, like burning pits of hellfire as his blood lust seemed to have evolved into blood rage. Gina could not make out the words coming out of his damaged mouth, but she had no trouble grasping the message behind it:<br/>"You better run..."