As the hunters examined the provided information, murmurs filled the room. Focused and determined, each man contemplated various methods to eliminate or capture Henderson alive, desiring to partake in the rumored consumption of his blood. Meanwhile, Rye remained seated, his untouched food before him, as the teenager next to him muttered curses against Henderson.
Rye furrowed his brow, grappling with the notion of whether a being deserved death merely for having lived an extended life or for simply striving to survive. Unspoken thoughts swirled within his mind, kept private and hidden from the others. Having never encountered a vampire himself, nor his family, and having not personally experienced any significant disturbances caused by vampires, Rye held no deep-seated animosity towards th
