'Awoo~~oo!'
The howl cut through the silence of the crypt.
'Awoo~~oo!"
Then came a third, a fourth, and a fifth howl.
In response, the vampires by the other side of the crypt let loose their shrieks.
'Scree~~eech!'
"Ah, the children of the night," the white-haired youth smiled, his arms spreading wide, "what sweet music they make."
"I said that first," I grumbled.
Couldn't help it. The dude just strolled in and stole my thunder so effortlessly.
"I know," he replied impishly.
"Who…" Nope, despite the goosebumps rising on the skin of my arms, I refused to believe the circumstantial evidence before me, which is why I had to ask, "…who are you?"
"Don't you know?" he countered.
"It couldn't be more obvious," Carmina agreed.
To which my reply was, "It's not possible."
