The last bloodline
She wielded a staff made of ancient oak, topped with a crystal that pulsed with an eerie, otherworldly light.
The vampires were the last to show up, and their arrival brought a sudden chill that swept through the air. They glided with an eerie elegance, their pale skin and dark eyes giving them a ghostly look under the moonlight. They look like the assassins, lurking in the shadows, ready to deliver swift and lethal strikes with their fangs and claws. Leading them was Lord Philopoemon, the vampire lord. His long red cloak flowed behind him like bat wings, and his deep crimson eyes sparkled with a fierce hunger.
Feeling the presence of the vampires, Rufus glanced sideways and gave a slight no
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