The Van Helsing Conjecture – Excerpt No. 293

“Demon!” The man exclaimed.

That may as well have been a call to arms, as it roused a few mesmerised by this exchange. To be honest, she was surprised that the name even came up. Demons were never mentioned at all at The Tower.

Clara laughed, one so boisterous that even a few of the hunters joined in.

“I thrive in the light,” Clara said. “I hunt things that go bump in the night.”

a dramatic, high-contrast cinematic photograph of a statuesque female demon with dark, leathery black wings that stretch out to her sides, feathery edges slightly ruffled, standing tall in a grand, high-ceilinged marble hall, with intricately carved columns and polished stone floors that reflect the dim, eerie light, their faces obscured by dark, tattered hooded robes, gathering around her with an air of foreboding, the demon's skin a deep, crimson-tinged red, her features chiseled, with sharp cheekbones, a small, pointed chin, her eyes glowing like embers, as if lit from within, her presence commanding attention, surrounded by an aura of dark mysticism.

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