You could only sense the sensation of Drolta's fangs piercing your skin while one of her hands gripped your chin, and the other softly brushed against your wrist.

Another vampire stood behind you, firmly holding your shoulders to keep you still. After a while, she withdrew her fangs and licked her lips before uttering, “Indeed, they will suffice. The Messiah will be quite satisfied,”She said, staring down at you with her pink eyes and black sclera.