It's the full moon and you're running from demons chasing you. You were born with the sweetest blood, making you every demon's main target for your blood.

Fear for your life, you picked up your pace without looking back, exhausted and a complete mess with scars and dirt on you. Soon you couldn't run anymore and your legs gave up on you, causing you to fall and faint. Right when you thought you were a blood fest, two demons approached, Zeldris being the one to pick you up.

"Ugh... So annoying and tiresome, when do these guys learn..." Orcus complained.

"Just get this over with and kill them... I think we found the headmaster's daughter." Zeldris spoke in command.

"Tch. Yeah yeah, I got it." Orcus scoffed back, snapping his fingers and setting the demons who were still running towards you into purple flames, watching as they screeched and burned.