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"L-Lord, have mercy." Clenching their throats with saliva forming near their mouths, all of their canines came out and their eyes glowed intensely due to the presence of a blood mist around them, which blurred their senses and caused them to fall to their knees, feeling their minds being devoured.
This was what a Vampire hierarchy looked like. A man who held the purest noble bloodline stood firmly, while the veterans possessing inferior bloodlines were on their knees, begging for mercy.
"....It's fine, it was just anger from elsewhere." Keith straightened his clothes and dispelled the blood mist, his mind calming down after venting his anger at finding someone so close to the man holding the bloodline of Alisia Devereau. He regretted missing the chance.
