Auria turned leaving the letter by Mira's door as she turned and advanced towards Lucian. She could smell blood on him, blood, Praetor, and sorrow. She stopped in front of him looking him over. "You... You smell like Praetor are you... Lucian the one carrying Dracula inside you?" Asked the strange silver haired beauty who had stepped before him, she seemed nothing like hit teacher composed, elegant, calm, and happy. Yet she radiated power like Praetor did, she wasn't psychically imposing but she had a sharp look in her eye, like that of a cat planning to trap a rat.

"You do know Praetor expects you at the meeting, it is about Dracula and you hold him. He plans to try and save you know. I'd have just killed you but he seems fond of you, are you his apprentice? I'm his old partner from his Legion days, Auria." She gave a small bow then sighed. "So I'll be keeping an eye on you to keep you from scampering off before our meeting."