Sylvia's POV:
What the hell was going on? How could a vampire sneak into werewolf territory and lurk around out in the open?
My mind was full of questions I couldn't answer.
If I heard what this woman said correctly, it seemed this was not her first time coming to the sewer to look for werewolves. She was doing it with much ease, too. Clearly, she was hunting.
While I was busy trying to figure out why she was here, her voice echoed again. "Come out, come out, wherever you are."
My entire body froze up and I had no choice but to stay on standby.
"Well, if you don't come out, that's fine. Just don't be mad when I ruthlessly drag you out of hiding." I could tell she slowed down, just like a predator on the prowl. Surely, she could smell my scent at this point, because she was getting close.
"I'm already thinking of ways to make you suffer. How does sucking all the blood out of you and making you into a wolf-skin lantern sound? What perfect timing. My bedside lamp is broken. Now I'll have something new to replace it." The woman let out a chilly laughter, which sounded even creepier in the empty sewer.
While carefully listening for her footsteps, I was also able to estimate her strength by observing her breathing pattern.
A strong warrior's breathing was usually light and stable. From what I could hear, this woman did not seem very strong.
While in the sewer, she had already exposed her super power as well, which was control of light. Wherever she walked, golden lamps would appear and light up the wall.
Although it was nice to look at, it was not that practical in combat.
If this was going to be a one-on-one battle, I should be able to take her on.
Suddenly, the woman chuckled. "Why haven't you run away? Are you really waiting to see me?"
I continued to hold my breath as I waited for her to get closer.
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