Arisa settled herself in an old fashion regal chair, the cushions lined with soft purple silk and decorated with spiral designs. She scanned the open area, her eyes filled with disinterest towards each lower class demon and vampire. Dies irae, dies illa. Solvet saeclum in favilla.... A gloomy song entering her thoughts. After watching everyone she finally spoke.
"Feh...disgusting blood rats..." Arisa's voice ringing with antipathy.
"Feh...disgusting blood rats..." Arisa's voice ringing with antipathy.
