User blog comment:SCORNFUL1/Audience With A Vampire: Ask Armata De'Sange/@comment-30014014-20170914031216/@comment-30014014-20170917212006

Prad continues to write word for word what the man speaks in his solemn voice, frantically doing so while trying to keep his back straight, hearing the voice rumbling the room.

''Sweat starts pouring down his forehead as he slowly realizes his 'host' is looking at him with a different glare. In a gesture to try to calm the temper in the room, he slightly hunches forth, almost like an animal submitting in a plead for mercy. His eyes shape as well, display in a display obediance.''

"I-I-I see. S-s-so you will no longer attempt t-t-to conquer the outer world?"