Matthew Karen stood anxiously under a large eucalyptus tree.
Although the sunlight in the hunting ground was very gentle, as a vampire, Matthew always kept a respectful distance from those rays that carried heat radiation, so if he had the chance, he would always place himself in the shadows.
Like this eucalyptus tree.
This was a fifteen meter tall evergreen tree, its dark brown bark crisscrossed with many deep grooves, in which ants would sporadically scurry past, carrying aphid corpses. Among the tall canopies, the thick leathery leaves overlapped, casting a dense shadow at the base of the tree.
Matthew stood within these shadows.
He was using his gloomy eyes to examine the wilderness in front of him.
