"You really are mad!" Aidou snarled back. It quickly turned into a sneer, voice equally purring and patronizing. "But of course you are. ‘Even if there was a vampire council,’ you say. What a crazy moron you are! I don‘t need to lay claim to a five hundred year old legend that holds nothing but corrupted blood - I was born as a I am, and you... you‘re just a despicable E class.”

Then Aidou's normally blue eyes flickered an ethereal shade of crimson. It was a sincere warning. “Now take your leave. I don't want to consort with you any longer!"