A massive golden figure could be seen breaking through the clouds at incredible speed.
"It's Lord Sun!"
"Lord Sun has returned!"
Cheers erupted throughout the camp.
Sun circled once above the camp, as if announcing its return, before slowly landing in the large, open space in front of the main tent.
THUD!
The impact of its colossal body sent a shockwave of air across the ground, making the surrounding banners snap and flutter.
However, everyone's gaze was drawn to its two enormous claws.
In its left claw, it clutched a lavishly dressed middle-aged man. His face was now ashen, and he trembled like a leaf in the wind.
And in its right claw, it held a shriveled, hideous corpse.
The corpse was dressed in tattered noble finery. Its skin was an unnatural, pasty white, and two sharp fangs protruded from its mouth. Its hollow eyes stared at the sky, filled with a deathly and evil emptiness.
It was a Vampire.
