Ghostie seemed angry too. He crossed his arms in the water cabin, angry that I had suddenly taken action alone.

In their eyes, it was far too dangerous to fight against a Ghost King alone.

It really had been dangerous. If it wasn’t because my blood was ‘poisonous’, I would have been dead.

But I really hadn’t been able to hold myself back.

That woman, that bloody piece of meat, that pool of fresh young men’s blood, I hadn't been able to help it! There’d been no way I could have stayed calm and flirted with her while I made a strategic plan. I’d only wanted that woman to immediately disappear before me!

“I didn’t start a battle,” I said faintly.

“How dare you say you didn’t?!” Raffles roared. He...