There were three kinds of sounds in the stillness of the moment. Coming from the left was the rhythmic tap of a shoe against the floor, the sound of a young man's step. Next to it, the sound of a woman's garment sliding between the folds, like the soft breathing of a silent companion.
And above these material echoes, the sound of two voices rising.
"Any word on the vampire?"
Damien had always been a cautious man when it came to putting his life on the line. Therefore, he had imposed a simple rule on himself throughout his life, one that had become even more important in recent times.
―Understand the nature of the danger before facing it.
Know its capabilities, its weaknesses, and its motivations. Only then could he be prepared, and even if he was weaker, he would have a chance to win.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
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