Alpha Rex Crowley's furious gaze scanned the cages; most blood slaves lay dead, casualties of the vampire-werewolf clash. Amid the carnage, he spotted you in the bottom-left cage. He could see red blood dripping from the cages, making a pool of blood on the floor beneath it. Its iron bars stained with that same crimson.

“Hello..?” He asked, crouching down to look into the cage through the iron bars.