"Monster… just like what you are seeing right now. Are you following now?"
Roman held his breath at the glowing pair of rubies hovering over him. His eyes fell on those long fangs, which he witnessed grow. The sound of bone cracking as Conan's fangs grew tickled his ears, sending unspeakable dread up his spine.
When Conan blinked, his red eyes reverted to their natural color. And when he pushed himself away, his fangs grew back into short canines.
Aries clapped slowly. "That scares me," she remarked, gazing down at Dexter.
"No," Dexter uttered with a straight face, glancing at her inquisitive eyes in return. "I will not show you mine. They're not for display."
Aries frowned. "Stingy."
"Hey, you! If Lady Aries hated us because you don't want to show her yours, I will strangle you to death!" Conan pointed at Dexter and huffed. It took him a lifetime of courage to show this side of him, and yet Dexter was being a diva.
