The Vampire King
When Onyx’s head was cut by a clear order to return, he, without hesitation for a second, hurried to the call of his mistress.
Kitoria stood in the main hall of the Hunter clan, pointing a crossbow towards the Head - a tall, muscular man in years, whose body was covered with numerous scars. Onyx appeared behind her as a silent shadow, but the woman, bound by the Submission spell, felt the presence of her pet.
“Kill him,” she ordered coldly.
The leader recoiled. There was an expression of rage mixed with horror on his face.
- What does this mean, Kitoriya?! You are setting my gift to you against me!
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