Then she looked at Rin and asked, her raspy female voice filled with genuine curiosity and caution, the glowing white eyes inside the hood narrowing as she studied him closely.
"Who are you really? A god? Demi-god? Monster? What exactly are you?"
The question carried a weight of awe and wariness, her hooded head tilting slightly as she tried to make sense of the man standing so casually beside one of the most feared beings in existence.
Even though the occult group and others from their side didn't recognize him, she recognized and knew exactly who Dracula was — the well-known, dreadful, horrendous Dracula, the ancient vampire lord feared across realms for his power and cruelty.
Seeing Rin walk and speak casually with him, treating the legendary being like an equal companion, made her ask who Rin really was.
Her spider legs clicked softly on the ground as she waited, her hooded head tilting slightly, the forest seeming to hold its breath as the question hung between them.
