Laughter is often heard when one is enjoying themselves; it is what humans do when they experience the sensation known as joy. The laugh that echoed throughout the area was not that of joy, but of evil. William Raven looked overhead from his mansion to see that the village below him was engulfed in flames.
"He's coming," Lilia whispered. William was not concerned, for he planned to vanquish this oncoming threat. When the flames had died, nothing was left of the village but dust. Standing at the villages center was a well-built man who seemed to stand at about six feet.
"I will burn down Raven Manor just like I did this village! Your father will pay, Raven!"
Lilia was a little smitten by this man's appearance. He look quite similar to William; one would think they were related. Even from their great distance, Lilia could see his cold, unrelenting black eyes; they would souless and longing. Insulted by her infatuation, Will grabbed Lilia by the neck and tossed her over the balcony.
"That was rude!" she shouted. Spreading her wings, she managed to keep her balance and fly back up. "Now is not the time for your succubi instincts to make you stupid. Vlad is coming, and I need to be ready..."
Will The Amorous One Community Member 
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