Grand Ball

Arriving at the venue, he could already tell that although it wasn't flooded by people, he knew just by looking at them that they were vampires, part of the undead. And that's what bothers him, realizing how much their species has expanded overtime is making him irk to the finest. 

"Huh, so this is all of us?" He attempted to ask Conrad, reassuring if they all are vampires there or there must be few women inside the venue. 

Conrad just smirked at him and shook his head. "Oh-ho boy, not all of us, not yet. Wait till you see the Schmitt clan, their household's and relatives' population are wide and the amount of vampires in our city are nothing compared to theirs."

"That's how big they are?" He was caught between his words, and didn't even know what to believe anymore.