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(Some hours ago…)
Sitting over a black chair, a pale-white man with bright red eyes and short silvery-white hair seemed to be meditating. His eyes were actually closed, even though, the gleam they emanated resembled an aura of blood energy coming out of his shut eyes. In a second, his eyes opened, however, as they unleashed a flash of red light across his room.
A servant entered the room without any noise, mixing with the shadows themselves, a figure covered in robes kneeled before him, as he was the "Lord" of the Vampires, the Progenitor himself.
"Milord, the squad led by Lady Agatha has…!"
"I know. The lost, right? They're all dead. I am well aware."
"Ah…!"
