A streak of magic flashed by, and Tijana's massive wings on her back disappeared, replaced by a beautiful deep black evening gown that tightly wrapped around her graceful figure.
Walking along a scarcely populated path, the Queen of the Succubus moved forward, with Lancelot quietly following behind, enjoying the serenity of the atmosphere.
The silhouette ahead was like a rose with thorns, and now his distance from this rose was neither too far nor too close, perfect for fully appreciating Tijana's beauty.
Lancelot suddenly realized that the reason this road was scarcely populated was that it led to the eastern district inhabited by Vampires. The vicinity of the Vampires' hive was always shrouded in fog and deathly still, causing both humans and Demons to stay away involuntarily.
"You're a very interesting fellow," Tijana suddenly spoke up, just as the atmosphere of solitude was starting to become somewhat ambiguous.
"May I take that as a compliment?"
