Blood... blood...
Look... a half-blood is here. She opens her eyes slowly; hardly anything surrounds her except two men. They are not human. In the darkness, she hears something and sees shadows with wings.
Wings?
She couldn't move, as if a big stone were upon her.
One of them comes closer and says, "Do you know how the taste of half-blood is?"
"No, my lord."
"Then I will tell you how it tastes."
"But my lord, you can't kill her."
"Why?"
"It is a law."
"I wrote the law; I can change it too."
He bites her neck with his long teeth...
And the second man says, "But there's a law: for each tear, you pay with your blood. For blood, with your..."
Suddenly, he stops. "But this law is only for...? Really? Is she a..."
"Yeah, she is not only half-blood but also a half..."