Fit to Tame Them

On the sixth floor sat the youngest of the six vampires, her three fingers lightly touching the ground. Her dark blue eyes seemed to illuminate the entire room. "I hear footsteps... It's the footsteps of that man," she remarked.

She raised her hands to her hair, pulling it forward to obscure her face. "he defeated them, what chance would I have?"

Mikahil stopped in front of the door to the sixth floor. ' System has something wrong here, doesn't it? The last two were a pain in the neck.'

The system responded by displaying a mana silhouette of the youngest vampire. Mikahil placed his finger on the screen, zooming in to examine the silhouette in detail. "I see, so it's going to be like this," Mikahil sighed, then forcefully opened the door.