Rylis materialized in a new location, cursing the Vampire for her cunning.
The shift in space left him frustrated, knowing he had been outmaneuvered.
'Who is the fox here?'
Rylis thought, his gaze shifting to the explosion that erupted in the distance, the chaotic force of Aurelia's attack lingering in the air like a smoldering reminder of her cunning mind.
'That must be a clone'
Rylis mused, his eyes unwavering from the aftermath of the explosion.
He refused to believe that Aurelia had simply detonated herself, not after the enigmatic smile she had given him before his hasty retreat.
Even his instincts, sharp, finely tuned, affirmed his suspicions, dismissing the possibility of her demise so easily.
'I guess even my instincts can be fooled'
Rylis thought, his eyes narrowing as he processed the revelation.