Chapter 90: Neighbourhood secure
The city shivered under the moon’s silver gaze, its streets a web of shadows and faintly flickering lights.
A deeper darkness stirred within, spreading silently like a plague.
At the heart of this darkness were three formidable figures—Generals of the Vampire Lord—sent to convert as many humans as possible into their vampiric kin.
Among these generals was Ethan, whose crimson eyes glowed with an unsettling intensity.
Strolling through a dimly lit street, he halted as his gaze fell upon a small house.
Its windows glimmered with warm light, revealing a scene of normalcy that felt alien in the current chaos.
A family sat around a wooden dining table, their laughter and conversation muffled but clear enough to betray their unity.
Ethan’s lips curled into a predatory grin. "This will do," he murmured, stepping toward the house.
Inside, a middle-aged man stood up abruptly as the front door creaked open, revealing the tall, sinister figure of Ethan.
The man’s protective instincts flared as he barked, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"
Before he could react further, Ethan’s blood-red eyes locked onto his.