In the dimly lit room, Leopold's ears picked up every word uttered from the adjacent space. But instead of disappointment, a knowing smile tugged at the corners of his lips. He had already suspected that Henderson might be the clandestine benefactor behind the vampire hunters, pulling the strings from the shadows.
Kael, on the other hand, caught him completely off guard. He hadn't anticipated the young one's connection with Henderson, and their conversation about frivolous, superficial matters left him momentarily bewildered. His eyebrows shot up, almost reaching for his hairline, as he murmured to himself, "So that's what all the fuss was about."
Leopold's mission was clear – he pursued only those vampires who had lost their way, succumbing to their primal instincts due to lack of blood
