At the forest of Frpkal, Lilith stretched out her hands forward, a helpless means of protecting herself from Dracula.
"Do… Don't come close to me." Lilith stuttered with rasp short breath.
She was shivering and at the same time, she was scared for her life.
Lilith had watched the bloody scene unfold before her with wide-eyed horror, her entire body trembling with the knowledge that she could be next.
Drawing upon a deep well of courage, she began to whisper a silent prayer, beseeching Dracula to spare her from his wrath.
Currently, Dracula Beelzebub was making his way towards Lilith, his black eyes returning to their usual form which was a golden hue.
As he stood right in front of Lilith, he stretched out his hands forward, a means of assisting Lilith up from the ground.
Lilith nervously withdrew her hands her hands that had stretched forward for some while now. "I… I don't want you to hurt me."
