In The vampire territory,
It was dark outside and the time when most creatures would be asleep but here, it was a lively day. Everyone moved around freely carrying one task or another. The lamps in the halls were dimly lit, though it proved useless as the creatures that inhabited there could do perfectly fine without it.
In a room that was without any trace of light, the vampire lord sat staring at the deal in front of him with the pictures of a witch and a human on it. The witch was none other than Crysta and the human, Jarred, the head and founder of the organization that was created solely to fight against their kind. He had no expression on his face as he stared at it. His eyes were even more empty but they were of a crimson shade.
