The vampire rolled up his lips, revealing two fangs more than long enough to puncture a jugular. His anger at being countered, already substantial, added to the frustration that his men hadn’t bothered to search their guests, sure of their superiority. Idiots of the worst kind, that’s what served as troops. A weakness that he would have to correct in the future if he wanted to complete his plan. He swelled his chest, just to reinforce his appearance of a complete brute.
“You can hide behind your relic, dirty little brat, but we’ll still have you. It’s not powerful enough to stop us all!”
“I’ll have time to do a lot of damage, believe me. To your ugly face first. Answer, or I’ll pierce you an extra nostril.”
“The tigress pulls out its claws, and I’m supposed to be afraid?”
Two detonatio
