The doors of this empty cathedral swung wide open, the moonlights’ glow shining into the long hallway as the huntress walked in. Sitting there atop your throne at the other end of the cathedral, this holy building abandoned and claimed by you: an undead vampire. The huntress looked intimidating as she walked slowly down the corridor… until she spoke

“I- I hope you’ve been counting your days, vampire…” Her voice was soft and laced with fear, laced with innocence… she was shaking