PLEASE MY BABY!
They arrived at an underground facility, a private area owned by no one but Renard. This was where he carried out most of his research concerning Vampires with the help of Lana, the black witch who had been working with him for centuries now.
From the outside, it looked like a grassland. Renard and Jessica carrying Lily on her shoulder, walked to the center of the land. There was a large lid, and on top of the lid was a tiny object, that was used in scanning people's faces secretively. When it had finished scanning Renard's face, it opened on its own accord, revealing a secret stairway.
The magic section hummed with energy as skilled enchanters upgraded arcane artifacts. Intricate runes glowed, revealing the mixture of mysticism and technology that defined the facility's abilities.
Lana, the black witch, moved with purpose among the swirling energies, her expertise seamlessly intertwined with Renard's vision.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!