Blood Moon Cage

The Seventh Unit of the demon hunters was completely wiped out. Captain Yin Jianshuang had his hands bound behind his back and was thrown onto the cold stone floor of a ruined temple. The vampire progenitor Mashima Kiyohime stepped barefoot through pools of blood, the hem of her dress still carrying the lingering warmth of Yin Jianshuang's fallen comrades. She crouched down, studying him as if observing a wounded, trapped beast. Yin Jianshuang clenched his jaw in silence, his pupils burning with unyielding fire. Mashima Kiyohime smiled. She liked that look—the more defiant the prey, the more entertaining the humiliation. This was not an interrogation: it was a carefully orchestrated game of taming.