You think leaving us was for the best? Vlads voice is sharp, each word a dagger cutting through the tension in the dimly lit dungeon. How could you decide that for us? Maxs tone is mocking, yet his eyes betray a flicker of hurt. I did it to protect you, she whispers, her voice barely audible over the hum of the blue energy crackling around her. Protect us? Vlad scoffs, his anger palpable. Were vampires, love. We protect ourselves.
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