"My lord, I'm glad you've returned," Alexander said, bowing his head, his voice tinged with urgency. "The situation is dire, but we've managed to keep the affected vampires stable for now. They're weak and in need of assistance."
Quinn listened intently as Alexander briefed him on the condition of the victims and the efforts made to contain the poison's effects. It was clear that they needed outside help, someone well-versed in the ways of witchcraft to find a cure.
"We can't handle this alone," Quinn declared, his gaze unwavering. "We already sought out the aid of the witches. They possess the knowledge and skills required to heal our fallen comrades."
Alexander's eyes widened in agreement. "You're right, my lord. It's our only hope. It's good they are on their way already, we need them here as soon as possible."
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