All the butlers entered the room and everyone froze in place. Their master's body fell to the ground, his blood, bones, and brains spilling onto a luxurious carpet.
The young girl shifted her gaze towards them, her faces covered with blood stains, lit by her glowing orange eyes.
The young girl opened her mouth slightly, forming a whisper that resonated in everyone's heads.
"Voracity"
That night, the 7th Prince of Ambrosia and everyone in his mansion disappeared out of nowhere.
Some passers-by in the nearby street claimed to have heard screams of terror, fading into oblivion after a few minutes.
The next day, some nobles came to the prince's house, just a routine visit for business.
They spent many minutes at the entrance, fretting against the gate of the mansion, but no one came to greet them.
"That's strange… hey, could someone jump over and open it?"
