"That face isn't Chu He's in the slightest. Don't stand there spouting nonsense."
Uzi's face instantly flushed red with anger, the veins on his neck bulging as he bellowed his retort.
His voice, laced with the volatile mix of shame and rage, echoed above the ancient castle.
"Look at the ring," the Doctor said.
On the young man's long, fair fingers
was a uniquely shaped ring that emitted a faint, mysterious glow.
"This is no ordinary ring. The Vampire Clan once considered it a rare treasure and collected it with great care.
"Its function is rather peculiar. While it might seem of limited use,
it also possesses a wondrously astonishing effect:
it can draw upon some mysterious power to disguise a person, giving them a completely different appearance."
The Doctor began to speak slowly, his voice steady and calm as if he were recounting an old legend. "I once read about it in a dust-covered grimoire filled with countless arcane secrets.
"According to legend,
