Discount for an admirer!

As Mallory and Hadeon left the vampire's lair and arrived in Reavermoure, she couldn't help but notice the familiar faces and her own wanted posters adorning the walls. She muttered, "I should probably paint the walls in the middle of the night when everyone is asleep."

"Brilliant idea! All we need to do is find some human sacrifice, and we are set to colour Reavermoure," Hadeon suggested with a wicked gleam in his eye.

Mallory's eyes widened, and she replied, "I didn't mean it quite like that, Master Hades..."

As the carriage came to a halt and they stepped out, Hadeon casually asked, "Feel like kicking some rocks, monkey?"

Confused, Mallory followed his gaze and gasped as she saw her once grand manor reduced to a pile of rubble. "My house... How—Who could have done this?" she exclaimed, disbelief evident in her voice.