Inside of the ruined tower, the empty shell of himself Loimos had left behind was simply seated on the ground, back resting against the wall.
"One, that is definitely weird" Three said, her green-bladed great katana resting on her shoulder as she looked down on the vampire, who was sitting next to the inert shell, having flung one of Loimos's arm over her shoulder and currently cuddling with the armoured corpse.
"Huh… You are supposed to knock before entering…" the vampire feinted a cough, not moving from the compromising position however, it was already too late anyways.
"I know you are an undead too, but that is seriously unhinged, he smells of rancid meat and shit but a hundred times worse, the local vultures have moved away, I know your sense of smell works perfectly fine, no matter how much you like rot, this can't not be terrible" the swordswoman had one hand over her nose and mouth, which was not very effective.
The vampire thought for a second.
