"Klaus, where were you?"
A woman wearing a black coat asked the dark haired man who just retracted his fangs from the neck of a young witch. Blood oozed down his lips and dripped to the floor as the girl fell to the ground limply with her body turning cold and pale.
"I was paying someone special a particular visit"
He replied.
The woman with the black coat stepped further into the light as she placed a finger on the dead witch's corpse turning it to fumes that disappeared into the atmosphere.
"Slow down on your meals Klaus. If you continue this way they'll be no one alive here for you to drink from"
Klaus chuckled as he breathed in the tangy smell of a smoky corpse as he looked at the woman before him gesturing for her to come closer.
"Have you consulted the oracle?"
He asked slicking his hair backwards to avoid it being stained with the blood that was dripping from his mouth.
