“I’ll never get tired of pointing out that you’re a pain in the ass”, he says and I take out my tongue at him.
“Can you read this for me?”, I ask, pointing at the inscription below the drawing. It’s the same inscription on my shoulder.
“The symbols are ΩΠΠμ∆§∞¢ №± translated as væßöñmç gråfôt mēshdã mamot”.
“That’s not English”, I frown. “Or any language for that matter”.
“It’s a language. Morgdorian language”.
“Lots of tongues must have fallen off trying to say that. How can you speak it so well?”.
He shrugs. “It comes naturally. Probably because it’s Dracula’s language and I’m a Vampyre just like he is or I can speak any languages”.
“Huh uh. So can you translate it to English?”.
“Yup. It means Terror has befallen you”.
“Ah, crap! Just what I needed”, I groan and shut my eyes.
