Mina looked up from the white, drained corpse of her previous victim. Her eyes were a feral golden color as she was feeding and she glanced at the crow and smirked lightly, licking her lips delighted. She was a completely different person when she got her hands on a soul, certainly after a while of not feeding. 
She simply glanced at the row of men lining up in front of her trailer. 'Have you been a nice birdy again this time? How sweet of you to bring me a gift.' she stated as she moved on to her next victim. The male was drained in just a few moments and she dropped him next to the others.