Chapter 76: Turn Point
“ Those who know do not talk. Those who talk do not know ” —Sun Zhu.
The devil wears a red suit — and not just some dark or washed out red, but scarlet like the color of fresh blood.
An odd choice of color, but it suits him somehow. Something tells me that he likes to stand out; but more than that, to bath in blood. I figure whatever it is that he likes to get himself involved with, it involves a lot of tearing up and drawing blood. The suit is expensive, tailored to perfect to match the muscled form of his physique.
The vampire is at least a head taller than me; so tall that he needs to bend his head down slightly just to look at me in the eyes; and I'm no small girl either. It's an odd view, seeing him standing in the middle of nowhere in the cold plains of Arc
