Shalltear - Lesser Vampires

“One moment, please.” The vampire following behind them threw on the ground the dead branch-looking thing she’d been carrying.

It was a human corpse that had lost all its moisture, completely mummified. But it wasn’t just a corpse. As proof of that, it began to jerk and move with false life. Long claws began to grow from the ends of its withered hands, and in its vacant orbits, a red glow that was the same as the vampires’ began to flicker. Oddly sharp canine teeth jutted out of its slightly open mouth. It was a monster called a lesser vampire—this was what had become of the bandit from before, after they drank all his blood.

“I have a question. Are we getting close to your hideout?”

The lesser vampire nodded deeply and made a sound between a grunt and a scream.

“—Apparently so, Mistress Shalltear.”

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Volume 3, Chapter 2.1