The weight of Eric's words hung in the air, like a loosely worded prophecy. She stared at the wonder arrow for a long time. This thing was very intriguing. It was so intriguing, she was actually considering going to war against the weilders of this weapon, just so she could take a peak at the secrets behind this.
After minutes of careful consideration, she finally made up her mind on the spot. She was going to fight with Eric against the elves.
The exchange between them was taking place in the primary living room of the castle. The darkness was not so much, but it was merely bright enough to catch the silhouttes hanging on the wall like ghouls. And also bright enough for Eric to see Marry's neck suddenly arc like a vulture, and without warning, she opened her mouth and squealed in a chilling voice that had gone hoarse from centuries of drinking raw blood;
"AVA!! MIA!! GET IN HERE RIGHT NOW!!!"
