"So what are you saying, Lyara? Are you going to go down yourself to deal with this human?" Countess Tiana Valthryne asked, resting her chin in her hand.
Countess Tiana Valthryne was the kind of person who loved to stay out of trouble as long as it didn't concern her.
She definitely didn't care that one of the younger generation of noble vampires, also the son of one of the five countesses, had been miserably defeated by a mere human.
However, she was interested to see where this was going.
"Fufu, she wouldn't. That would be too humiliating for an ancient noble vampire to go down and deal with a mere human," Countess Kathryne Dracula smirked, looking at her fellow countess.
"Or are you going to prove me wrong and deal with that human yourself?"
"That human doesn't even deserve to be burned alive by my hands," Countess Lyara Brenlith snorted, turning her face away, not wanting to keep looking at Countess Dracula's pale face, which only annoyed her more and more.
