It had been a while since Rias and Jane left the island. They were leisurely flying over the sea, enjoying the view and the cold breeze.
Since the vampire world had no sun, it was always cold, but the human world couldn't match that even at night unless there was a mild storm or it was a seaside.
Flying over the sea at night reminded them of the vampire world. Although they didn't miss the people of the vampire world, they longed for the feeling of it.
Sure they missed Virgil and their friends, but that wasn't a big deal for them. They both were forty years old and had spent their entire life around them, so missing them at such an age was ridiculous.
Still, they were dying to meet their favorite great-grandmother Nyxia.
Rias was flying near the clouds so she could soar above them with a few flaps of her wings. But Jane was flying right above the sea, dipping her hands and legs in the ocean once in a while.
She looked up at Rias and flew close to her.
