Before Dulce could glance down to get a glimpse of the sigils despite his rudimentary knowledge of magic, the location had abruptly changed.
His sudden appearance elicited shouts of terror which confused him all the more, his gaze moved to Moira who was shackled to the wall a few feet away from him.
"D-Dulce Montesserat?" One of the startled figures present spoke up, rising to his feet.
Dulce frowned as he took in his surroundings, they seemed to be in an underground cellar of sorts, not even a single wisp of daylight seeping in. Their location was the least of their problems however, Moira's enemies seemed to be… Vampires.
"Miss Moira?" He spoke up, ignoring the frightened shouts and the Vampire who had addressed him. "Are you alright?"
