The Plague Doctor toyed with the willow blade in his hand, this simple medical instrument became extremely lethal in his hand, effortlessly piercing through fragile human bodies with a casual throw.
"It's really interesting how humans react when faced with despair. Some fall into extreme fear, some collapse, but there are also those who become braver."
His gaze moved casually among the crowd behind the curtain of rain, finally landing on Eve.
"I really want to turn you all into specimens."
"Bastard!"
Arthur gathered strength, swung the folding blade, and the Plague Doctor didn't dodge, letting the deadly blow fall, deeply cutting into his neck.
"That really hurt..."
The Plague Doctor spoke, then slowly stood up, extremely satisfied looking at the terrified eyes of Arthur.
The flesh and blood healed quickly, even Arthur's strike that had just severed his head couldn't kill him completely, not even Lawrence knew what kind of body lay beneath those heavy clothes.
