Alucard, Trevor, and Sypha, weary after their bloody encounter with one of the night’s creatures, wandered aimlessly along desolate roads. Their path carried them through shadowed forests and mist-shrouded fields, until at last they stumbled upon a small village — a haven of quietude after days steeped in danger.

Though uncertain of where they had arrived, the villagers welcomed them with unexpected warmth. Food and drink were offered freely, and in the modest tavern lively music filled the air. The notes of a lute and the cry of a fiddle wove together, painting an atmosphere so serene it felt almost unreal — as if this place stood apart from the darkness devouring the world beyond