Chapitre 217: Wait

"Mmh? This blood? I got it from a bat-faced vampire that had killed a bar owner, well…" Rummy paused for a moment.

"This vampire was a new one, it must not have been turned the proper way, its transformation was poorly done but thanks to this, I was able of tracking it down rather easily, this blood must be rather diluted compared to that of the progenitor but I hope the stench is still strong enough to track them down" at the moment, only four of them stood around a recently lit campfire, the undead and three death hunters, the hired locals off to fulfil their duties.

The fire crackled, satisfying sound of twigs breaking and falling deeper into the growing mound of ash, smoke rising straight up in the air, licking the ceiling of this cave before finally escaping outside, one of the other death hunters shuffled.