Last Vampire.
Dead along with the others, along with his family.
Melia gently ran her fingers through Elijah's disheveled white hair, caressing it. She cradled him as if he were a little angel.
"My parents... My siblings, they're dead, Gruñona..." Elijah spoke, his voice trembling and broken, his face still hidden. "He killed them in front of me." He sobbed, and although she couldn't see it, Melia clenched her eyes tightly due to the overwhelming anger she felt.
Melia took Elijah's face in her hands and looked at him. As she did, anger turned into rage. His face, once radiant, now seemed lifeless. His beautiful dark, sad, lifeless cat-like eyes.