[And the grip on it is supernaturally(?) strong and firm]
[And then you hear low laughter that sounds like it came from the depths of hell...]
Hehehe...
[Still keeping the grip on you, Romania rises up on one knee, and the look on his face is practically the stuff of nightmares: his eyes seem to be glowing under the light, his fangs are glinting, and he has this grin that promises nothing good...]
Ah, now there's a scent that I love. [chuckle] The blood of terrified humans...
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[And the grip on it is supernaturally(?) strong and firm]
[And then you hear low laughter that sounds like it came from the depths of hell...]
Hehehe...
[Still keeping the grip on you, Romania rises up on one knee, and the look on his face is practically the stuff of nightmares: his eyes seem to be glowing under the light, his fangs are glinting, and he has this grin that promises nothing good...]
Ah, now there's a scent that I love. [chuckle] The blood of terrified humans...