The elf’s pant legs made a whoosh sound as he paced back and forth angrily. Curse those vampires! He thought. How dare they mess with us! He thought and thought of some sort of pay back. He quietly growled at the প্রতিমূর্তি of the group of ভ্যাম্পায়ার dedicated to hunting humans who are called, ‘The Golden Nighthawks’. Many forms of torture came, and one seemed the cruelest.
Then, he thought of a way to torture the King and Queen. An evil smirk came across his face.
“Yes, that shall do. Quite nicely, I’ll add,” He told himself. He casually...
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