Duzell walked to the city and found Laphiji. He quickly turned into his kywal from and walked into Laphiji.
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Laphiji picked up Duzell and walked into the castle.
"Princess, your cat." he said and put him down. Laphiji walked and sat down at the table.
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He saw Duzell drink out of a little platter that has some cream in it.
She rushed to the dining hall and saw Duzell. Her heart seemed to flutter as she spied on him behind a door.
Duzzie noticed the girl and senced that a spell was in place. He lept off the chair and went to the door. Once behind it, he turned into his true form.
"What are you doing here?" he hissed, his red eyes staring into hers.
"My lord." she said turning into a vampire and bowing. "What brings you to Phelios's grand daughters castle?" she asked. her red eyes staring deeply into his.
"I'm here to find his reincarnation" he said, his hand on her chin. He pushed her up, and she followed.
"My lord, say the word, and I'll do anything." she said breathlessly.
"Yes I know." Duzell said, his hand droped to his side. "Now I must go" he said and quickly turned into a Kywal.
Manako picked him up and carried him to Ishtar.
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"I'm here to find his reincarnation" he said, his hand on her chin. He pushed her up, and she followed."My lord, say the word, and I'll do anything." she said breathlessly.
"Yes I know." Duzell said, his hand droped to his side. "Now I must go" he said and quickly turned into a Kywal.
Manako picked him up and carried him to Ishtar.
"And may the lord take pity upon your lost, corrupt soul." the man said, his head bowed low.
He was standing in the dark. In a large room. The only light emanating was from a chandelier above. To one that was to walk into the room, they would think that the man was here alone, but the foul stench, and the tense air would tell them otherwise.
A bleeding, dying creature was lying against the wall. His long black hair shading his face. Around the room, there were the classic signs of a struggle: An overturned chair, a broken table, bits of glass shattered around the floor- all give away the result of how these two people came into the position they were in now.
The dying creature was breathing heavily, his voice high and sickening, "Blast you old fool! We will destroy you!" He spat as he lifted his head and unveiled a pale face, and sharp teeth. The man he was yelling at barely moved an inch, as his head was still bowed low in prayer. The dying beautiful vampire went to raise his arm, but couldn't. There was a large gash in it, preventing it from being used. He squealed in pain.
The other man in the room lifted his head from prayer. He had squared glasses, and rosary beads around his neck. He was an exterminator- a demon hunter. His official title was "Wiz-dom," those who used black magic to expel vile spirits. The vampire began to cough horrendously, and the man reached into his long cloak. The vampire grew nervous and threatened the man ever more, and stopped speaking when the man withdrew his weapon.
It was a magnificent sight. The weapon the wiz-dom pulled was a long thin blade, but it was a cross. A long cross like sword, that would slay the vampire. With his last energy, he tried to get up, but stumbled back down hard, almost beginning to cry. He hissed as the wiz-dom drew closer, he touched the vampire's chin almost pitifully and said
"The end will not be so bad." He whispered. Then he stabbed the vampire in the chest, and he gave an exasperated and ear-splitting scream. The wiz-dom stood, gave a last prayer, and left.
His job was done. Another cleansed spirit.
Manako returned to her room after serving the dinner and speaking to Duzell. She entered Ishtars room, looking through her spellbooks, she took them. She may need them in the future. As she exited her room, she entered her own and began flipping through it, trying to find a good enough spell to memorize.