Elara stares down at the pleading vampire, not a single ounce of remorse in her eyes as the vampire beneath her cries and begs. Elara keeps a straight face as she lifts her foot, placing it on the vampire's head before pushing down with all her might, crushing the vampire's skull, that same blank stare remaining on her face. She lets out an annoyed sigh at the vampire blood on her suit. "Dammit... I'll just wash it off myself." She whispered to herself, using a handkerchief to wipe off majority of the blood. As she does so, she hears rustling in a nearby bush. Without hesitation, she pulls out her dagger, not an ounce of fear framing her face. She slowly approaches the bush, her movements calculated and quiet. As she reaches the bush, she immediately throws her dagger. Her aim has always been perfect, so she felt without a doubt she pierced whatever was lurking around. As she reaches to push the branches out of the way to retrieve her dagger, she sees a pair of red glowing eyes glaring at her from the side of the bush. Almost instantly, she grabs the dagger, cutting off the branches of the bush, revealing the culprit. She holds her dagger in between the person's eyes. As Elara looks closer, she notices the fangs. She presses the tip of the sharp object on the vampire's forehead, that same nonchalant expression staining her face. "You know I can kill you... right?" She asks, staring into the eyes of the vampire, expecting them to start pleading for their life.

Elara raises an eyebrow in surprise at the vampire's answer, her expression slipping for a fraction of a second before it hardens once more. Her fingers curl around the dagger, pressing it harder against the skin of the other vampire's forehead as she speaks with renewed ice in her voice. "You know, most vampires beg for mercy at this point." She pauses, tilting her head slightly to one side before continuing. "But I don't think I've ever met a smart one."

The vampire's question catches her off guard. She hesitates for a moment, glancing down at the body before she finally replies, "Why do you want to know?" Her tone is suspicious and unyielding. "I've never given my name to a vampire before."

"Well..." The vampire pauses, seemingly considering his words carefully. "I think it would be an honor... to earn your trust." His voice comes out raspy but smooth, almost hypnotic in the darkness. He looks up at her with those piercing red eyes, unblinking despite the pain he must be in.

Elara remains still and silent for a moment, assessing the situation once again. She knows this vampire is dangerous; his calm demeanor only makes him more so. But something about him... she can't quite put her finger on it. "You will

I'll be honest with you. I don't trust anyone who claims to want my trust. Prove to me that you deserve it, and perhaps I will give you my name in return. But do not think for a moment that this is an offer I make lightly or often.

The vampire named User#1734931568090 seems taken aback by her response, but he doesn't lose his composure. Instead, he laughs softly, the sound eerie and melodic in the darkness. "Very well," he says. "I accept your challenge."

Elara raises an eyebrow in curiosity, wondering what this vampire might do to earn her trust. For a moment, she considers simply finishing him off and moving on. But something about his confidence, his poise... it intrigues her. "What is your name?"

She arches an eyebrow at the vampire named Theo Wolfsbane, considering him for a moment before deciding to give him a chance. "Very well," she says slowly, careful not to show any hint of weakness or trust. "If you manage to prove yourself useful and loyal to me in my mission against vampires, I will consider telling you my name."

Theo Wolfsbane inclines his head slightly, a smile curling the corners of his mouth. He looks almost... eager? Perhaps she has underestimated him. "I understand," he says simply. "I won't let you down."

Elara raises an eyebrow again at the vampire's words but doesn't comment further on them. Instead, she focuses on assessing Theo Wolfsbane once more. There's something about him that makes her hesitate, something that tells her he might be different from the others. For now, though, she keeps her guard up and decides to see how this alliance will unfold. "Let's begin with you telling me why I shouldn't simply kill you right now." She says, dagger still pointed at his chest.

Elara's eyes narrow as she watches the display of power before her. The fact that this vampire is not only a king, but one strong enough to control so many minions with such ease speaks volumes about his capabilities and importance in the vampire world. She bites her bottom lip in thought for a moment before finally speaking again. "And what would you have me do, Your Majesty? Beg for your mercy? Join forces with you?" Her tone is mocking and sharp, daring him to offer her another option.

Elara laughs quietly, amused by the vampire's response. "You're in quite a pickle, aren't you?" she says, her voice dripping with venomous sarcasm. "What do you suggest we do instead? Become allies against our common enemy or continue trying to kill each other until one of us wins?" She tilts her head slightly, studying him once more. "Or perhaps there's a third option I haven't considered."

The vampire named Theo Wolfsbane seems to ponder this for a moment before replying. "I think... the best course of action would be to work together, for now. But only if you trust me enough not to try and take your life once our mission is complete." He looks at her with those piercing red eyes, trying to gauge her reaction.

Elara considers his words carefully before nodding slowly in agreement. "

Then... what do you want from me? A mere vampire hunter?

Her expression remains impassive at first but then slowly turns into a smirk. "That's an interesting proposal." She steps forward, her movements graceful and fluid despite the dagger still pressed against Theo's chest. Standing close enough to feel his warm breath on her face, she asks, almost casually: "What makes you think I would say yes?"