Refute

Three mansions with yards twice as big. The pathway ended into a cobblestoned road that spiraled around a fountain acting as a roundabout. Shrouded by an eternal somberness, the backdrop of the mansions were vague outlines of a forest. One with the trees stretching outwards to the sky as if fingers yearning for salvation. Deserted and abandoned by the world, tis was the feeling inside the world of the vampires. Bats opposed to birds flew from one end to another with their large wing-span. 

 "Where are we?" asked Achilles upon teleporting with the rest.

 "Noctis's hallow," replied Staxius with a cigar in mouth. Intherna had casually locked arms, it made smoking harder. Glancing her innocent face, he could but sigh away and left to do her bidding. 

 "Are we elevated?" asked the hero who stared all round in search of answers.