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(Maria's POV)
Finding myself within a strange void that I couldn't quite decipher on its totality, I was swiftly greeted by a mysterious fellow, a tall man, assuming him to be a Vampire by the blood aura he exuded, wearing a full black suit, covered on a black cloak, and wearing a plague doctor mask.
I noticed some strange protuberances within his back, as if he had something below his jacket. Whatever it was, I'll soon know it is, because I'm going to absolutely wreck his ass.
"Those clothes, don't tell me you're part of the clowns from the Warlocks?" I asked, standing still calmly.
"Clowns?" Asked the man, he seemed to have a hateful cocky voice. "I would prefer if you called us enlightened, or even talented people!" He laughed. "Milady, I will show you that you should had never tried to mess around with our territory. We, Warlocks of the Underworld, are an organization not to be messed around, even if you're S Ranks…"
