Bab 382: I choose C

"Thor is my greatest master. I will never forgive the wilderness wolf!" 

This declaration rang out with exceptional clarity, reaching every corner of the thirtieth floor.

Vladimir, in the midst of picking his nose, gaped in astonishment, the booger slipping from his grasp and landing directly into his mouth. 

He couldn't believe it. That old scoundrel Dracula, a forbidden prince, would stoop so low as to shout such a thing, seemingly abandoning all dignity!

In truth, Dracula was acutely aware of Thor's power. Did they stand a chance against Thor alongside the wilderness wolf?

Not a snowball's chance in hell!

"Thank heavens, although that imbecile Dracula has lost all vampire elegance and dignity, at least he's not completely lost his mind."

Vladimir breathed a sigh of relief, accidentally swallowing his booger in the process.