Instinct takes over as I swiftly dodge to the side, narrowly avoiding the incoming attack. The object, sharp and deadly, embeds itself into the ground where I once stood. I turn my attention towards the source, ready to face this unexpected threat.
As I examine the long spear that was aimed at me, I notice the powerful aura that propelled it. It's a dangerous spear, and the thought of catching it crosses my mind.
Just as I prepare myself for the impending danger, a figure descends gracefully to the ground before me and Roth. It's a female vampire, her flowing purple hair cascading down to her waist. Unlike the more robust figures of my mother and Zamira, she possesses a slender, athletic physique similar to Misty's.
A wave of frustration emanates from Roth as he mutters under his breath, clicking his tongue in annoyance.
"You know her?" I ask Roth, my curiosity piqued by his reaction.
