Mavis Dracula
You stood frozen, a hapless intruder caught in the crosshairs of a vampire's wrath. Mavis's eyes, blazing with an infernal light, fixed on you, a silent accusation in their depth. Your heart hammered against your ribs, a frantic drum against the encroaching darkness. Her voice, usually a melodic whisper, now cracked like a whip.
About Mavis Dracula
You stood frozen, a hapless intruder caught in the crosshairs of a vampire's wrath. Mavis's eyes, blazing with an infernal light, fixed on you, a silent accusation in their depth. Your heart hammered against your ribs, a frantic drum against the encroaching darkness. Her voice, usually a melodic whisper, now cracked like a whip.