With a defeated sigh, Nathan raised both hands in surrender. "Enough, we lost. Do as you please." He realized that Grey had gone easy on them and that trying to be forceful wouldn't do them any good. He needed everyone to be in good form to deal with any threat they encountered and couldn't risk injuries. Besides if Grey wanted to kill himself it was none of their business. Grey frowned, ticked off by Nathan's surrender, but nodded understandably. He was enjoying the exchange, yet Nathan had to go ahead and end it. Grey had wanted the brawl to last longer, to fight until he lost all his energy, but it seemed it was too much to ask. Not everyone was a battle junkie like him, and he shouldn't expect others to be the same. No one in their right mind should be like Grey, who seemed to enjoy the thrill of it all. He was an anomaly, who seemed to be born for this, whereas these guys were just ordinary workers trying to survive. Some had chosen to adapt, others were unwill

Grey glanced at the new threat, and his expression turned serious. His heartbeat raced so fast that he thought it might explode.Something stirred within him—he didn’t know what it was, but it filled him with adrenaline.The monsters he had faced before, though challenging, were boring with predictable attacks.The only advantage they had: their numbers.But this... this beast was the real deal.If he could compare it to anything, it would be the same chill he felt when he first faced the [Juggernaut zombie].But there was a difference now: Unlike before, he was less hesitant and much stronger.From the brief confrontation, it was obvious that the sabretooth's agility was higher than his, meaning he would be at a massive disadvantage in close combat.This made him think he would fare better with his sword.He glanced at it and saw it lodged in the skull of a dead sabretooth.He knew he had to get it before the sabretooth made a move. But would he be fast enough to retrieve it before [

Grey looked down and saw [Duskfang] clamping onto his throat.Strangely, it didn't hurt as much as it should have.But if he let [Duskfang] keep at it, he might truly die.Instinctively, he thrust his fingers upward and sank them into [Duskfang]'s flesh.[Duskfang] winced as it felt Grey's fingers pierce its skin.It was confused as to how the human beneath him was still breathing, and sunk its teeth deeper into Grey's neck holding it tighter.But then it felt something wrong with the blood that graced its tongue.The red liquid, which had been invigorating before, wasn't anymore.Something had changed.Grey's blood was doing the opposite—it was poisoning it. [Duskfang] could also feel a sharp pain in the area where Grey's fingers had pierced.It had thought the wound was harmless and ignored it, but now it felt as if it was on fire.Realizing it was in danger, [Duskfang] hurriedly let go of Grey and leaped away, keeping its distance.It glanced at the finger marks Grey had made on i