7 Vampire fangs (1/2)

Kieran stared at her with a deal of interest and nodded.

”Okay, then,” he finally said, ”See you in the Arena.”

He left the alley in no time, Ezlynn staring at the back of his figure and wondering how someone can be so arrogant to challenge his Godmother. She glanced at the moon, which was full and luminous.

”...You can come down now, Collins,”

Collins flew from above, now with his hearing recovered,

”Boss, why did you accept his request? He's dangerous, and you just jeopardized-”

”Collins,” Ezlynn said, coldly, ”Do you doubt that I might lose?”

Collins sighed and shook his head. Never losing to a battle in her life, Ezlynn had grown up with pride and arrogance. However, Collins could see the hidden trepidation behind her platinum layer of valiancy; Kieran had frightened her.

”Come on, Collins,” she declared, clenching her fist. She pledged to herself that the battle would be hers and that Kieran would recompense for such arrogancy, ”We need to get to the Arena.”

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The Arena was even below the basement, locked. Ezlynn opened it with a key, Collins following behind her. He turned on the lights and revealed the blood-splattered platform in the middle. Kieran was already waiting in the center, checking his phone.

”H-how did you get in?” Ezlynn stammered,

”I BROKE in,”

Kieran smiled at her bewildered reaction. Ezlynn then walked towards the platform, which was splattered with more blood. Kieran poked his phone into his pocket, welcoming her with a mysterious smile.

”Why don't you tell your loyal dog to get out of here before we begin?” Kieran sneered and glanced at Collins.

”For what reason?” she frowned, slightly stepping back.

Kieran lifted one eyebrow, as Ezlynn sighed,

”Do as he says, Collins,”

”Boss, please-”