532. Depths of Hell
"What do you mean you don't know how she got out?" Seraphino's voice thundered in the confines of his room.
His fangs were enlarged and by the scowl on his face, he was in a very bad mood. He whipped his hair out of his face as he glared at his guards.
They were on their knees on the floor. One of them was bleeding from the side of his face from where Seraphino had clawed at him.
The others looked like the same fate was very far from them. They bent their heads and kept their eyes closed.
"Did she fly out of the room? Because that's the only way she could have gotten out of here without dying?"
Silence.
"Answer me!" He screeched.
"I do not know, My Lord." The bleeding vampire clutched his face as though afraid he would get hit again.
"What did you say?" Seraphino asked, dropping to his knees.
"I-I…"