But the monster didn't say a word.
She just stood there, her glowing white eyes avoiding Dracula's gaze entirely.
Her hooded head lowered slightly, the spider legs at her back shifting nervously on the forest floor, crunching leaves and twigs as she tried to make herself smaller.
She knew Dracula was a terrifying being — one of the most feared legends in the monster realm, an ancient vampire lord whose name alone could make even high-ranking monsters tremble.
The stories of his power, his cruelty, and his centuries of dominance were enough to make her heart race with fear. She was scared to even look him directly in the eyes, her glowing white orbs staying fixed on the ground or Rin instead, her body language screaming submission and caution.
The spider legs clicked restlessly, the female form under the hoodie tense and rigid, as if any sudden movement could provoke the vampire lord into action.
Then Rin said to Dracula, his voice calm and casual, "Let's go."
