Osmond is on the way back to Dimartino, only about an hour away, when the sky begins to darken.
'Impossible,' Osmond thinks. 'This technique is just like the First Vampire's…'
He abruptly twists his head toward the woods. A figure he recognizes all too well emerges from the shadows, holding a large black parasol over her head.
"Ozzie, Ozzie, it sure has been a while, hm? What brings you all the way out here?"
Adea smiles back at him, swaying back and forth and showing off her fangs. She twirls the parasol around in one hand while tapping her giant meat cleaver against her thigh.
"Just visiting my sister, thanks," he says coolly. His fingers reflexively stretch toward his staff.
The sky is almost completely dark, but it doesn't bother Osmond any. As a demon, he has excellent night vision.
