Ice Cold

They had descended into depths of the castle. Each floor had numerous rooms that were spread out over the extent of itself. Every one of these rooms that they searched along the way was completely vacant. 

No signs of life, nor riches. Making them feel dejected. Eventually, they reached the lowest level. Only to be confronted with fifteen-foot tall doors. They were gorgeously decorated stealing their breath away as they gazed at them.

They depicted a scene from some long-past war. Vampires and heroes at each other's throats. The dead were spread all over the place and in the centre stood a solitary female vampire. 

Kace had to admit that she was certainly attractive. Enough so that she even stirred his dormant male hormones despite only being a portrayal. His reverie was interrupted by Grugda eagerly forcing the doors open.