Vampaia hantâ D
2000
Left Hand: What's the sound of one hand yapping?
Left Hand: You're not so bad... you just dress bad.
Meier Link: When the last vampire is extinct, who will mourn our passing? Will she? Will anyone? Can anyone understand this pain, this loneliness?
Leila: Since we're in this for the long haul, I say we make a pact. The first one who dies, the other one gets to bring flowers to their grave.
D: Your time is coming to an end. Your kind must face extinction. You cannot survive, you must die. That is the rule of nature. Carmila: Ah. Very strong words from a dunpeal, but you seem to forget. Our spirits are eternal. D: No, Carmilla. Nothing last forever. Carmila: I see. I should have known to reason with your kind, Dunpeal hunter. I guess my only option is to use force. D: AH!
Left Hand: D!? Are you awake? D: I need your help, to swallow up this spell. Left Hand: You're a slave driver, you know that?