Three days later, the vampires finally arrived. An all-too-familiar face popped up in front of me.
"Elizabeth..."
"Hero?" she responded, her voice carrying a mix of surprise and curiosity.
Although we weren't really close, we were well acquainted after our short bout a few months ago. Back then, her very presence alone seemed to press down on me, but now it seemed the opposite was happening. She became more and more wary of me, exuding her powerful aura as a warning.
"I heard you died…" she said, scanning me from head to toe. She was probably wondering why I didn't have a single ounce of blood inside me. But staring at me too much could get you in trouble. As she tried to peek a bit more, her eyes suddenly exploded, although they healed as quickly as they were destroyed. As expected of a progenitor vampire, huh?
I couldn't help but smirk. "You shouldn't push too hard, Elizabeth. Even for someone of your caliber, there are limits."
