The moon was a ghostly, silver disc, hanging in the lonely sky. The desolate wilderness was devoid of any human signs. The only sound heard was the flapping of Vivian’s wings. The bat-winged vampire maiden swept through the air in the night sky. As the moonlight shone on Vivian, she turned into a moving, blurry shadow. Her vampire aura was completely hidden under the guise of the moonlight. As she was not sure whether the paranormal events in the castle had attracted real demon hunters, she had to remain on high alert and she used the power of the moonlight to camouflage.
Hanging under Vivian’s body, Hao Ren was agitated. "Actually I wanted to say no to flying. At least give me some time―"
"Be sensible," Vivian was heard saying from above.
"... to work up to it. I’m acrophobic. My heart can’t take it!"
