The vampire's head twitched in the direction of the Odd Jobs duo all of a sudden. Blood. It was a lure and he knew it. But that smell... At least he didn't look suspicious anymore. His nose was.. unbroken, repaired - the blood clean from the constant licking under cover of a cloth provided by the innkeep. To regenerate so quickly had him a little exhausted, ...he needed something to quench his thirst. His eyes remained fixated on Cronic's back, until that is, Aria turned to look at him. They stared at each other for a moment, Aria's expression was completely indifferent. She knew...!

"...So clumsy. Hitting your face on a wall," Aria chuckled, and the vampire was relieved. "Oh, Cronic! By the way; the reason they didn't believe me, is because that damn vampire could teleport! As if a city guard's ever fought a vampire, let alone seen one teleport... They were mocking me... I should tell Commander Caius to beat them with a club..."

Dread. The overwhelming feeling of knowing death was so close. The male of the two would make a move any second now! The vampire didn't reach for his sword just in case, but he was as ready as could be. ...What was surprising was the girl being absolutely wrapped up in the illusion. Might she be playing games, like she had done outside? She and her partner, or at least one of them, had to die. That was still the mission, regardless of the dangers present.