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"Wow! The variety of people in the tower is incredible," Alma said.
"It is, right?" I asked. "Look at that painting guy."
"Painting guy?!" the painting guy groaned angrily. He looked like a lanky, slender punk painted with a sharp, long purple mohawk and angry red eyes. "Hey, Splex, who the hell are these? Are they our pre—"
Splex extended his hand and covered the painting guy's mouth, stopping him from uttering another word.
"They are… our new recruits, don't you ever dare enrage them, okay?!" Splex said, having realized we were not to be messed with.
Good, but did that mean they were planning to rob us or something?
"They don't look all that strong to mine that root we found," the shark guy said. "A bunch of little, thin-skinned humans and some kids."
"Who are you calling a thin-skinned human?! I am a Vampire!" Partner said angrily.
"V-Vampire?!" the three leopard siblings gasped.
"W-Wait! Splex! Why did you recruit an Umbralheim vampire?!"
