INSIDE an old European style castle surrounded by dense fog, three players of team Sanguis were having a conversation.
A wolf beastkin with blue hair and a pair of metallic gray eyes was playing with the piece of parchment he was holding. A symbol of moon and stars could be seen stamped on the parchment. "Brother Ru, what time should we go to that pavilion? It says here on the invitation that the opening will be at 8 pm tonight. Should we go early? I really want to see those NPCs. I wonder if they would really be as beautiful as they were on that advertisement."
Tang Xun – the wolf beastkin – looked at the tall and slender young man sitting on the window sill. His black hair was swept back like that of an English gentleman, showing his clear forehead. He had pale skin that almost looked translucent. His eyes were blood red. And when he opened his mouth, one could see a pair of slightly longer and sharper than normal incisors.
