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ve: The Unf

e can process what it was, right below his neck was a glow

his side with a conjured silver dagger. His eyes contracted and his brain alm

oble vampire feels like it would a

learly see it shine with silver light and concluded that it was made by silver or at least coated b

eyes widens in disbelief. Even the hil

lves! Just a touch of it would burn the skin. How

to his mind, but none of

le vampire looke

sh

ning, his e

amed in pain. He crouche

iron on a furnace. His vision bla

o death before. No one had ever threatened his life. He didn't ha

her in this small, puny pack!' Th

ecy and can't help but

down, feeling the

ng control, and compared to him–even without his eyesight–he was still sane. The chief knew

on his neck. She was in front of him for a split second, appearing in

--" Before he can complete his sente

now what had happened. All he knew was that his

h

ot from his victims flowed out from his severed head and body, fl

ounds like a squeak, his body s

died just

n

ory wakes up f

disconnect from her body,

Mallory asked h

fore finally settling dow

recognizing her own voice. She looked cl

not know what happened, the primary threat was finally gon

somethin

n froze as she look

he rea

He's dead, yet his

o

ate into nothingness after they die, and

trembled, and because of this,

of memories crammed themselves in her mind. Mallory r

ere glowing, with the moon's symbol engraved on them. Both of her cheeks had a short leaf like pattern that was seemingly alive as it s

d her eyes more, feeli

she saw a

ho she left unwillingly when she yelled at her to run, the pers

she c

eyes a bit puffy from crying. She reac

"Your name is Mallory. Ma