Chapter 1086 - Strong red eyes (1/2)

The Dalki were known for having almost impenetrable bodies. Even shells shot from tanks wouldn't necessarily harm them, yet the young man's hand managed to pierce through it as if it was nothing.

'What is this? Why is my body moving away on its own? This has never happened before.'

The other Dalki in the dark canteen had instinctively distanced itself from Quinn. Dalki were battle hungry beings, carelessly diving into a fight at the first best opportunity not caring for the risk of getting hurt, as that would only further their growth.

However, for this reason Dalki were often unaware that they also had a human side in them. After seeing its companion getting killed with such ease, for the first time it experienced the feeling of fear.

Alas, it was far too late for it to flee. It didn't take long for Quinn to move on to the confused creature and before it could react, its c.h.e.s.t had been pierced in the same manner.

”Y-You're not... one of them.” The Dalki let out with his last breath as he had the chance to take a closer look at its killer.

The survivors in the canteen were still shaking in the room, unable to believe what they had been barely able to see. Most of them had just heard two loud thuds as heavy objects had hit the floor.

When they peaked over, they could see a prominent dark shadow with red eyes standing there, yet it wasn't large enough to be another Dalki. Eventually, one of the closests survivors who had seen everything came running out.

”They're dead! HE SAVED US!” The young man cried out with tears in his eyes. There was blood on his body, but it was hard to tell whether it was his own or not.

'What is that idiot doing?! Did he already forget that our group got attacked by a group of humans beforehand? What if that's one of the traitors and they just had a falling out? How could you leave your hiding spot?!' Many of the cautious survivors couldn't help but think.

Nevertheless, the red-eye shadow didn't attack him. In fact, he appeared to help the young man up.

”Hey, I-I know you.” The man proclaimed since he wasn't attacked. He even created a spark with his finger, lighting up the place so everyone could see better.

For a second Quinn flinched from the sudden light. As a vampire he had been able to see perfectly well even in the darkness.

”You… you're Quinn Talen! Leader of the Cursed faction! So those weren't just rumors about you being able to take out an army of Dalki on your own!” The man called out in awe.

Instantly, many of the hiding survivors started to murmur amongst themselves and some of the braver ones also came out once the newcomer had been identified as someone they felt they could trust.

Despite the praise, Quinn was not smiling. From the moment he had entered the ship he had been able to smell the stench of blood in the air. Most importantly it hadn't just been the blood of humans and Dalkis.

”There was a report from Owen calling for help so I got here as fast as I could.” Quinn explained himself loudly. ”I've just arrived, so I would welcome any information you could share with me. Like how many other Dalkis have you seen so far?”

It took a while for Quinn to process the information, as many people started to speak at the same time, and their accounts were also contradicting each other at times. Many had been unaware about the reason for the chaos until later on, with the majority having run away as soon as they had seen how powerful the Dalki truly were.

From what Quinn could gather, none of the ones in the canteen had made out a Dalki with a spike count higher than two, but perhaps even more importantly he had learned the fact that there were humans who had attacked each other. The common trait between them were their red eyes…

'Just like I feared, somehow vampires are involved in this whole mess! Based on what that first Dalki was saying he must have mistook me for one of them.' Quinn thought. 'Are they working with Jim?'

Armed with new information, Quinn suspected that the Commander would head to the life support system based on the drills they had gone through so far, so that's where he would head as well.

After all, the goal was to try to save the people on the ship.

Now he could try and help them evacuate… or he could take care of the root of the problem by killing off the invaders. But first, Quinn quickly disappeared into his Shadow space.

His gauntlets still had some of the green Dalki blood on and he didn't want others to see what he was about to do. L.i.c.k.i.n.g a small part of the green blood the system granted him a temporary boost.

Once back, he was ready to head out, yet as he walked forward he noticed that a hundred or so people seemed intent on following him, a couple had even stumbled. Turning around Quinn saw that many of them were too injured to even move properly.