The Hargeon Lighthouse stood tall and proud against the darkened sky, its rotating beacon a steady pulse of light cutting through the thick sea fog. The shallow waves lapped at the jagged rocks that surrounded the lighthouse, casting faint echoes that mingled with the whispers of the wind. Hargeon’s coast, always so full of life during the day, seemed haunted at night—a perfect hunting ground for creatures of the dark. And tonight, the air was thick with their scent.
Rhea Alvarez, Rune Knight Sergeant and Light Dragon Slayer, crouched low behind a weathered boulder. Her sharp, golden eyes scanned the narrow path leading up to the lighthouse. It had once been a symbol of hope for weary sea travelers, a place of guidance and safety. But now, it had become something far darker, an apex of dread where the creatures of the night gathered to prey on those foolish enough to venture close.
“Are you sure this is the right place?” Lector whispered beside her, his small feline frame trembling despite his bravado.
Rhea glanced down at the Exceed, his red fur glistening under the moonlight. “I can smell them, Lector. They are close. Stay hidden when the fight starts.”
Lector huffed, trying to mask his nervousness with arrogance. “I could handle a few vampires myself, you know.”
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