Kapitel 394: Run it back

The cathedral stood silent and within its hallowed halls, two figures cut imposing silhouettes against the flickering candlelight. Duncan Salvador, the vampire god, exuded an aura of timeless power that seemed to bend reality around him. Beside him, Damien, the self-proclaimed Prince of Ancroft, postured with barely contained excitement.

Duncan's voice, rich and sonorous, filled the cavernous space. "Damien, my ambitious friend. You stand on the precipice of greatness, though perhaps not the kind you envisioned." A smile played at the corners of his mouth, equal parts charm and menace. "You see, you're to be part of a grander design, a plan that stretches beyond the limits of your... modest imagination."

Damien's eyes lit up, his mouth opening to interject, but Duncan continued as if he hadn't noticed. "Play your role well, and you might find yourself among my lieutenants when the new world order dawns."