"The atmosphere of this place is unlike anything I've ever experienced..." Strax remarked, his voice laced with curiosity and caution as he walked alongside his wives.
Unlike Scarlet's territory, which he hadn't had the chance to fully explore, the vampire capital exuded a unique strangeness. There was a striking contrast: the streets were well-lit by magical lamps emitting a cold, silver glow, yet certain areas remained submerged in deep, impenetrable shadows, as if defying the very concept of light.
Though the environment seemed safe at first glance, Strax could feel the danger in the air. It was almost tangible, as if the walls and shadows were watching, waiting for a single misstep. And it wasn't just the walls; he could feel the weight of thousands of eyes on him. Vampires of all kinds stopped what they were doing to stare. Some watched with curiosity, others with restrained hostility, and a few with a sort of dark fascination.
