Library

"Where is this place?" The woman was wearing a white coat, wiping her lenses with her slender fingers, and the playfulness in her eyes was clearly visible. "This is the Lord's space, miss." A man came around from behind, and the woman lowered her head and trembled slightly. There was a fierce glint in the man's eyes, and he turned slightly to cover the dagger. She raised her head with a panicked expression, and the man walked forward with a smile: "Have you ever played Werewolf?" The woman put on her glasses with a sad look on her face, "Obviously I don't have them, but..." "But what?" The man raised his hand, and the dagger reflected the cold light. Just as he was about to stab him, his heart hurt sharply. The second before he fell, his eyes were full of disbelief. "However, I am holding the werewolf card, sir." The woman's expression remained unchanged, and the hand that transformed into a wolf claw returned to its original state, dripping with blood. Turning his head, the lens was refracted into white.