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Carlisle counters, a playful glint in his eyes, "then we can talk about playtime." Elijah snorts. "Huh? You're one to talk, looking like a feral monkey on a sugar rush." Carlisle knocks the man unconscious before him, and turns to Elijah. “At least I don’t look like a rabid dog on drugs!” There is no doubt he’s talking about Elijah.

The female in the room, couldn’t finally take it and said angrily. As soon as the male heard it, he glared even more dangerously at Carl. “No more talking.” He said. Carl gave a glance at the female and smiled. “You are wise,” he said and gave a glance at each one of them. “I have a deal for you.” He said to them. “What deal?” the woman inquired with a deep frown on her face. “Let me free and I spare the three of you or don’t and you die slowly and painfully.” He said to them as the smile on his face suddenly vanished and stared indifferently at them.

All of them had their eyes gouged out and all of their blood sucked dry. Carlisle fought to create a world for his kind to balance out their animal instincts with the humanity in them. This meant that feeding for him and all of his subjects had to be done fairly, with both parties involved having consented to the terms of the feeding. Most importantly, feeding could never lead to death. His subjects had obeyed this rule, understanding the significance of curbing their elemental need just the slightest. However, some had made known to their grievances regarding the matter, finding his laws to be absurd and unconventional to bind such powerful beings under. Such people had been imprisoned and

Carl said with a smirk. "Of course, all of the pains she caused me in the past will bounce back on her, I'll make sure that I make life unbearable for her in a way that the only possible option left for her is to give up." Vivian said as Carl nodded. "And when she gets weak, then we'll take control, we'll take over everything and make her the slave." Carl said. "Exactly. She'll be finished." Vivian said as a knock came on the door. Vivian turned to carl. "Who could that be?" She asked.

Alice didn't react, but she has a hunch that Carl was compelled by Elijah. "Carl, are you alright?" Arianne asked after seeing his uncertainty. He nodded, "I… I’m actually not sure why. It’s just a feeling. Maybe because they were gathered inside, I sensed that something was odd." He tried to dismiss the topic, but he doesn’t believe his own words either. It was odd, but he felt like he was actually informed about it. "That’s possible. It could be hunter instincts." Arianne decided to dismiss the topic as well. Carl finding out that there were vampires inside wasn’t the odd one, but the newborn vampires gathering like they were ordered to stay inside.

Xavier said. "That Benjamin guy is very smart " Carl said. "He did this on purpose, he just wants to to be riled up " Carl said. "He tried to make it a puzzle for us to discover " "You don't have to worry " Carl said. "I'm now more interested in this case than ever, Liam is trying to prove smart" "Now I can't wait to get to the root of this " he said. "I'll figure out this " he said and Xavier nodded. "Right now I need to go to the lab " Carl said and he stood up

If the user didn't know any better, those additional details would trick users into thinking that the voice assistant was actually smart when it was just a terminal relaying information. In short, such smart apps weren't smart at all—it was no different from someone not bothering to check their own phones and would rather ask the friend sitting beside them to search the question they asked, then reading aloud the search results. On the other hand, if one asked an AI assistant about the weather, they may relay the same details, but also assist the user in adjusting the air conditioner, car windows, and even play an appropriate song on the car radio. Moreover, the AI assistant Charlie had in m

Carl says. "You two seem very friendly. I mean I thought he was an evil tyrant or something!" I ask with an amused smile. Carl slightly laughs, "Well he does have a bit of a temper issue but he likes me. I had actually started working here as his assistant about 10 years ago and this company as well as a friendship flourished. He really is a mastermind. Long story short, we got close and became good friends. He's not really an evil man as everyone says he is or thinks he is he's just very closed off towards everyone. Plus he's also British like myself so we had a lot to bond over" Carl says. Well that makes a lot of sense.

"Carlisle, what the hell are you doing? Are you sure this is for combat?" As soon as her voice trailed off, her robot appeared. It was a robot in the shape of a handsome male. Nicole saw her combat data and was slightly surprised. It had broken through the threshold of the second-generation robots, having a slightly higher combat strength than that of Vera. Carl's voice came out of the round thing, and it sounded a little cute. "Of course, it's for combat. Try me if you dare." Olivia could not resist the dare. She was quiet on the outside, but deep down inside, she was a warlike person. Olivia looked at Carl and controlled the robot remotely.

Stanley’s hand squeezed his shoulder once, heavy as stone, before dropping away. “Good. Keep your head, boy. She is clever, but not clever enough to outfox us both.” Carlson smirked, but it was all teeth. He lifted the untouched whiskey and tossed it back, the burn steadying the wildfire in his veins. He set the glass down with a soft clink that belied the promise in his voice. “Let her run her little game. In the end, she will learn what they all do.” He turned to the window again, watching the city slip deeper into dusk, lights blinking to life like the eyes of wolves in the dark.