"But that's not what I want!"
The vampire moved his fingers in the dark, he said:
"I promised you that we would make a name for ourselves, and this is the first step! Just as I won't be satisfied with being a common member of the Blood Vulture Clan, I believe you won't stop at being my descendant.
We both have ambitions.
Even including Milian who keeps her distance from us... Have you noticed? Milian is getting more and more comfortable with the role of camp supervisor.
She never says it.
But I can confirm that she has started to enjoy and learn to use the little power in her hands.
We all have pursuits!
This is what we won by ourselves!
We won't allow it to be taken away casually. Whoever dares to reach out, chop it off!"
"But those witch hunters, sir."
Maxim lowered his voice again, he said:
