Aria held on tightly against Nivian, as he ran in a fast pace. Her hair blew across her face with the wind, and sometime she liked that. Deep in her mind, she wanted revenge on those evil vampires that killed her loving family ruthlessly. She'll find them... somehow.
She closed her eyes, thinking, and trying hard not to cry over the memory of her poor but beloved family.
Aria looked up at Nivian. "So... you're meeting up with your kind?"
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