Draven raised his eyes and looked at Old Master, Lenort. He drifted his gaze to Avelina, whose hands were tightly gripping the armrest of her chair in nervousness. He let out a soft breath and averted his gaze, feeling a bit guilty that he couldn't assure her that she would be okay.
Old Master Lenort's laughter suddenly reverberated within the hall.
"My dear guests, this old man here has decided to give you all a little bit of entertainment. I love to lift everyone's spirits with my recent creation. A creation that will blow your minds!"
"Lights off!!" he ordered with a quick clap of his hands.
The chandeliers above the ceilings instantly went off, leaving the entire hall in darkness.
What shocked the vampires to the core was the fact that even with their keen eyesight, they couldn't see in this darkness.
