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“So vigorous! Why won’t she be my new pet!? She’d be spoiled everyday!”

“Sister, enough. The scaled obviously does not want to be in domesticated.” The mature Twin says in an exasperated tone.

Armata, Alburn and Acheron all exit the cathedral and into the village. As Tirush attempts to catch her prey, Alburn readies his rifle. He trains his sights on the spoiled Twin and fires. The crack of the rifle and smoke draw Corbin’s attention. His Vampiric speed is too much for Alburn’s human reflexes, and before Alburn can move, Corbin is before him. Crouched with sword in hand, Corbin swings up and his blade meets with Acheron’s.

“Dishonorable wretch.” Acheron says through grit teeth as he is locked with Corbin. “You’d bring such death and ruin, then you’d kill an Unseen and desecrate his home!?”

“The Unseen are worthless. They hide away, hoarding their knowledge from all. Well no more. It’s time we Vampir, were lead by a true elder, a god...” Corbin looks down to see Alburn’s pistol pointed at his gut. With a crack, Corbin feels the pistol unleash into his stomach.

Meanwhile Gethin swings his sword trying to hit Tirush with each of her passes. Fed up with her maneuverability, he turns into a swarm of bats that trail Tirush.