196 - I Didn't Mean To, Indeed

‘Blood Arts?’

I frowned and looked at the message before my eyes.

Come to think of it, that wolf had been strange, too.

It had clearly been struck through the head, yet it started moving again.

Could that have been because of Blood Arts, too?

In any case, Blood Arts was a vampire technique.

Did that mean there were vampires here, too?

‘Seriously, where in the world are there no vampires?’

They were in reality, and in the Tower, too.

The fifth floor was a fantasy world, so I could understand that, but now there were traces of them in the world of nonhuman races, after the Murim, too...