Casticus glared at the man waltzing with the selkie before his eyes were drawn to the same flash of lavender he saw before. He glanced over at the elf, eyes widening at her. The kelpie's whole body suddenly relaxed, caught up once more in the odd spell of the stunning elf. He shook his head, trying to focus on Myfi again.
Myfi swirled around with the strangely, feeling increasingly awkward.
Orchid glared daggers at the other women, jealousy suddenly striking a chord at her still heart. She looked down, eyes shadowed by her dark mask.
A figure watched the two vampires dance carefully, black lips curling into a smile. She wore a long black dress, almost reminiscent of the Romans or Greeks, but wrapped partially in thick leather belts. Her arms were also adorned with the belts, giving her a look that did not include meakness. Her mask was dark as well, made of leather and branching out into black snakes. He short, raven hair was slicked back and her pale skin contrasted greatly with the black costume. The medusa woman stood still in the crowd, simply watching.