In the outskirts of the autonomous region's San City, an ancient estate was currently hosting a tribunal.
Mr. Bloodrobe, wearing a mask, stood in the center of the hall, surrounded by a dozen or so vampires. They formed a circle around him at the edge of the hall, with Mr. Bloodrobe right in the middle.
In front of him, two vampires were facing him with wary expressions, and at their feet lay the corpse of a woman.
"This newly joined follower is dead," Mr. Bloodrobe said, spreading his hands. "After I turned her into one of our loyal followers, you two actually drained her of all her blood. I hope to hear a reasonable explanation."
The two vampires being interrogated exchanged glances.
"She was just a human…" one of them hissed.
The other seemed much calmer, "The Blood Moon Cult was always like this, humans serving vampires, and we serving Death. Isn't this tribunal over a mere human making a mountain out of a molehill?"
