"Having fun yet?" Damien grinned, his chest heaving with exertion.
Luther's response was a chuckle, his eyes alight with adrenaline. "You know it, my lord. I always dreamed of a romantic evening like this."
Damien raised an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at his lips. "Romantic, huh? Well, nothing says 'romance' like slicing through undead hordes under the moonlight."
Luther flashed a mischievous smile. "Exactly. I mean, what better way to sweep someone off their feet?"
Damien let out a hearty laugh, the sound mingling with the clang of swords and the groans of the undead. "I'll remember that for my next date night."
Luther's agile movements kept him effortlessly ahead of the undead. "You know, my lord, this could be our chance to start a new trend. Undead-slaying as a romantic activity. I'm sure it'll be all the rage in no time."
