He was like her father, tall and reliable, effortlessly knocking down that ferocious Vampire with just an ordinary wooden stick.
Hmm...
Why a wooden stick?
She didn't understand but quickly shrugged it off.
Perhaps it's meant to be a Magic Wand.
The disheveled female Vampire let out a dissatisfied screech, like a bat struck by lightning, spiraling away into the darkness.
Meanwhile, a little girl huddled beside Colin's pants leg was awakened by the scream... actually, she no longer wanted to wake up.
She even wished this dream could continue.
"A hero saving a damsel in distress" was just a layer of sugar paper wrapped around the candy. Everyone knew, what followed was the real story that made hearts race and faces blush.
For example—
She sprained her ankle; couldn't possibly walk back alone, right?
Perhaps...
They might have to rest for a night in the danger-ridden Forest.
With a sense of hazy reluctance, Erin slowly opened her sleepy eyes.
