Olive's eyes widened.

"You fought against hundreds of men yourself? All at once?" she asked, eyes as wide as saucers. He chuckled darkly and sipped his wine. Then he bit on his lips while smirking and looking into space with a dangerous look. Something about him immediately seeped out danger and Olive got goosebumps. This man was something.

"How? If I may ask?" she managed to say, despite her survival instincts screaming at her to run from this man.

"By turning feral. I ...