"What are you doing?"
"It's just ahead," John said, interrupting my thoughts.
"Shut up," I muttered.
"Are you seriously sulking over that?" he asked incredulously.
I let out a scoff and looked ahead, trying to dismiss the strange emotions swirling within me. There was still some noise around and even if I was somewhat near them because of that large hall, he was far enough to not be able to hear properly so I concentrated and approached further discreetly.
The voice that had seized my attention emanated from a man whose very presence exuded a potent blend of peril and dominance. His appearance was equally arresting, a figure that compelled immediate focus. With each stride he made, an aura of unwavering authority enveloped him, as though he regarded himself as the ultimate force in the world. His cascading crimson hair flowed regally, exposing a pale countenance that carried an air of menace, a visage that was revered as the quintessence of vampire danger.
