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Katrina’s POV Vernus' harmonica was getting louder and faster, and my head was hurting even more. The pulling pain made me swing my knife wildly and there was blood everywhere, I could no longer tell if it was theirs or mine. My eyes were closed and I kept slashing wherever I heard their loud shouts. Some of them turned into wolves again and bit me but I was not bothered by the pain, I just continued howling and massacred them all. After a night, the nauseating smell of blood made the guards vomit. My eyes were clouded by the drops of blood dripping from my head. I tried to wipe them off with my clothes, but I didn't think there was even a decent piece of cloth on my body. It was all covered with dried blood and fresh blood alike. I shook my head as I watched the drops of blood drip