Jack perked up to the sound of a screech, and followed Jade as she went ran to them. As Jack was following, he smelled something that made him stop in his tracks. Blood. Jack himself had no desire to consume blood, but his dragon part did. He licked his lips with his dragon like tongue, his eyes orange and bright. [i]Well if someone is about to die, I might as well end it for them.[/i] His dragon mind thought. His wings ripped out of his shirt, and right through his jacket. He stretched them, feeling like he was stretching his legs after a 5 hour car ride. He growled, and sprinted, using his wings to propel himself forward. Jack dashed past Jade continuing on until he found the room with the blood. He scanned the floor trying to find a body. "Where the hell is the body?" He roared, light smoke shooting out of his nostrils. His skin started to become scales as his instincts took over.