Aria Lulu bowed her head, coughing incessantly, and as she coughed, large clots of blood spewed from her mouth and nostrils, staining her snow-white fur coat with a glaring crimson. Her small face turned deadly pale from excessive blood loss, her brows lightly furrowed as if she were merely feeling a bit uncomfortable.
Rufus Swallow ran over to pick her up, but when he bent down, he saw that the patch of grass where Aria Lulu was kneeling had already been dyed red with the blood flowing from beneath her. The dimming sky cast the vivid red all the more horrific against the verdant grass.
His hand hesitated for a moment, and for a time he didn't dare touch her, even beginning to doubt whether Aria Lulu's lower body was intact.
