A humanoid creature with snow-white skin, fur, blue eyes, and ears that were shaped like elf ears. Its face was hard to make out properly, but it was undeniably beast-like, and its muscles weren't as refined as the Sinners Halo had seen. The body was built for both water and land, and it was very agile and adaptable.
It was a White Scavenger. Which, unfortunately, was not a comforting discovery.
Where Halo had stood moments ago, the creature now loomed, clutching a bone-white spear. Its blue gaze swept the mist with predatory intensity while its head twitched in all directions, seeking more victims.
In its eyes, Halo was already a wounded game. He would have disagreed, but lying on the floor didn't help his argument.
Halo sprawled across the floor, hands pressed to his stomach, teeth clenched against the pain. Saint attempted to distract the creature, but that only hurt the Child of Misfortune's pride more.
The Sinner was only interested in humans, not the living dead.
