The hotel not only took care of the crowd but worked in ways that could significantly reduce the chances of having any casualties.
They made sure that there was nothing that could've offended the Vampires. When one didn't know what kind of Vampire their guest was, it was always good to be careful and assume the worst, and that's what the hotel staff did.
Atlas stood on his balcony for the next one hour, just gazing at the moon in the sky. It was late at night, and with time, more and more people kept entering their houses and going to sleep. Soon, the streets were completely empty. Only a couple of people could be seen occasionally.
"Hmm?" As he was looking outside, he felt as if someone was looking at him. It was a bizarre feeling, but he couldn't find anyone.
His gaze roamed over his surroundings, not finding anyone who was looking in his direction.