C911 Huge Object's Stomach

Is this all blood?

Chiang Jin's hand was soaked. Lifting it for a closer look, he was shocked to find it covered in fresh blood, which struck him as odd.

On high alert, he scanned his surroundings, but nothing seemed amiss—except for the road beneath him, stained red with blood.

This place felt less like a training ground and more like a battlefield, the air thick with the stench of blood