Robarte stared at Damien, his red slit eyes observing the person who was standing in front of him, "Are you saying it because you are a higher form of pureblooded vampire?"
Damien laughed hearing this, "Is that all you know about me? What a shame."
The constant smile on Damien's face annoyed the black witcher. His facade had fallen down and he had a scornful looking expression on his face. When it came to the art of annoyance, Damien not only passed it but he excelled it with flying colors.
