After having their meals for the night, they returned to the Inn. Samantha had taken Alain to bed since he fell asleep on the way here, but the two vampires strategically stayed outside while waiting for the stopwatch in Cassian's hand to stop ticking. As the clock repeatedly ticked in the quiet place, the night grew lonelier and more deserted since the subjects of Fernwood were retiring to bed, and when the stopwatch finally stopped ticking, Ivan took off his glasses, his irises switching into a blood-red.
A satisfied sigh left his lips as he closed his eyes, his sharp canines revealing themselves the minute he parted his lips. It felt as though his vampire spirit were eager to reveal themselves and cause bloodshed to the underlings that had awakened their insatiable thirst.
