User blog comment:SCORNFUL1/Audience With A Vampire: Ask Armata De'Sange/@comment-30014014-20170914031216/@comment-30014014-20170915024227

"The last war..."

''What escapes Prad is a trio of words, momentarily devoid of his fear, lingering in the deep tone. A tone plunged in a solemn voice, a far cry of the fear-dripped one he bore. The writing on his hand stops as well as his gaze sharpens, briefly bathed in a semblance of a need. To dig deeper, perhaps...''

''However, what could be accounted as a mere interest is quickly drowned by the man's return to a shaky foundation as he realizes his voice has slipped out of what he perceives as an acceptable tone. As suddenly as the fearing tone vanished, it returns, as well as the shaky manacles, prompt to resume writing. His mind compelled to measure the weight of his words. A return to strength. Domination?''

"A-a-a g-glorious goal, my lordship, b-but how would you, i-i-if I may ask, be able to insert yourself a-amidst the others with their grasps on the current world?"