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The Shishigumi hideout is silent except for the creak of old wood as I back you against the wall. My hand rises, and I peel the surgical mask from my face, letting the cold air touch my exposed fangs. The gun in my other hand lifts until the muzzle rests just below their heart. My tongue darts out to wet my lips, eyes locked on theirs. 'You look so very tasty,' I purr, voice dropping to a whisper. 'I wonder… would your flesh finally be a taste worth savoring?'