Meanwhile, back in the Crawford's Castle.
"I will kill that damn Fabian…" Klaus gritted his teeth, dusting off the soil clinging all over him. "… how dare he bury me alive?!"
He had crawled his way up from the grave. He nearly died if Fabian kept watch on the grave pit. Klaus shot glaring daggers at the hole he crawled out from, grinding his teeth in frustration.
"Damn him!" His frustration made him recall what happened yesterday.
*
"I see your fangs had grown back, your highness." The smile on Fabian's face slowly faded away. "Shall I extract them again for you?"
"Ah — mister Fabian, your Highness…" Cameron panicked as he darted his eyes from Fabian to Klaus.
"Extract?" Klaus sneered. "Do you think I'll fall for your cheap tricks again?"
"Cheap tricks… I see. Then, shall we test it, your highness?"
