The one remaining was a giant brother whom he did not recognize, squatting on the ground, much taller than everyone else, appearing somewhat simple-minded, yet still humanoid.
As for the poet, he was posing with his lute as if there were no difference between him and a wandering bard.
Amberser let out a soulful cry, "Am I the only pure skeleton in the entire Elegy Poetry Society?"
Hake Stone displayed a look of disdain and then urged, "Hurry up and change to human form, that appearance with black hair and black eyes of yours is quite good-looking. If you put a skeleton in the painting, others will think you are a summoned servant."
Amberser gave the vampire the middle finger but still obediently reverted to his previous appearance before the transformation, a young man with black hair and black eyes, looking somewhat defeated.
