บท 45: Chapter 45: The Sacrifice

Terror struck the braided negotiator like a lightning bolt as he slid the longsword skittering across the stone to his fiance. If Tival brought that potion with him to switch for the immortality potion, then it either had some random effect or a negative one because he intended for Dasris and Iulya to drink it.

And the last thing they needed was for them to get more powerful, so…

Heldon’s gut crashed like a rockslide to his toes.

Tival grabbed the sword but paused and shouted out in pain. His hand shot to his chest wound and fell back down bloody.

Heldon’s heart shredded open.

‘I’m not a ghost,’ Ryce insisted, picking up the dead guard’s longsword and faced Dastris.

“You couldn’t best me while I was mortal, what makes you think you can best me now?” The silver-haired vampire lord asked, lowering his own broadsword.

‘I’ve been watching you, you’re rusty.’ Ryce attacked with a quick backslash.

Both pairs of vampires clashed between the negotiator and the bronze drampire.