<span style="font-style: italic">"FOR OUR FIRST ACT WE WILL HAVE THE ONE, THE MAGNIFICENT, THE REGENERATOR, THE LIFE TAKING CAMILLA ROZENHEART." </span>Rodne announced this while his hands seemed to make signs.  It seemed like with each sign the person that held her chains would shake the chains. Causing her to nearly growl in reaction. She was scowling because of the pain that the chains did to her. They caused her to bleed down her arm. Then just as fast the wound would heal.<br/><br/>"Bring her to me my lovely assistant." His voice was luring, and the assistant took the chains and brought them to Rodne. When Rodne got the chains he smiled. Carefully unchaining her. Allowing her to be free but not free at the same time. For he still left the chain around her legs that way she couldnâ€™t escape too far. "Now ladies and gentlemen enjoy the show." With that he bowed and turned to face her.<br/><br/>Camilla knew what she had to do. Her first trick was to show off her speed. Rodne waved his dark hand in a motion that meant for her to start. It was the starting signal. With that she did her signature move which was a graceful back flip. Which most people in the crowd only saw her  twist backwards  and then was on the ground. That was simply because she was too fast for the human eye to really register the movements. Then she did another signature move which was to twirl her body as if she was dancing. Allowing her long legs to show. Since she was wearing a dress it showed her bare legs, and how delicate , and beautiful her legs were.  A small tune made its way into her head. It was the tune of the "wows" and "ahhs." Of the crowd.  The wind whisping through her hair.<br/><br/>Rodne then  whistled which was the signal for her stop. Just like she stooped. It was like one instant she was moving and the next she was completely still. Like a lioness right before it strikes.<span style="font-style: italic">" For those that are well â€¦.weak ..this is not for the weak minded to see."</span>Rodne announced to the crowd. As usual nobody said a thing, or left. This was the worst part for. Everyone would get to see her feed, and what feeding does to her.  He pulled out a sharp glistening knife and slowly walked towards. When at least he reached her. He took the knife and slashed it  across both her wrists. Allowing the blood to drip onto the ground. Then her turned and took 5 paces back the way he came.<br/><br/>Then brought the knife across his wrist holding his wrist out to her. Without hesitation she practically ran towards him. To human eyes it would seem almost as if she suddenly appeared at his wrist. But if one had careful eyes they could see her gait and tell that she was actually moving.  Her mouth wrapped around his wrist. Seeming to take in every drop of blood. Her sharp white teeth gleaming in the darkness. A suckling sound could be heard from her sucking on his blood. Rodne moaned in pleasure. She didnâ€™t why but for some reason whenever she sucked on his blood it seemed to arouse him. She hated it. The sound of his voice. He didnâ€™t deserve to feel pleasure.<br/><br/>Soon enough her eyes caught with a man in the crowd. He wasnâ€™t like any of the other males in the crowd. His eyes enticed her. It was then that Rodne slapped her cheek. "Enough." He whispered, and with that she was batted away.<span style="font-style: italic">"That my friends is Camilla â€¦."</span>He bowed and awaited for the applause of the crowd. Then forced his assistant to chain her back up like a caged animal. She stood still as the chains went back around her. Keeping her eyes on the man who captivated her so much.