Many vampire enemy troops came to invade.
"Time to pay," said the clone spirit Zannie.
Sheren glared, not ready for her body to be taken over. "Later, parasite. You incarnate, take over my body or whatever. You crazy bastard! I said later, hold off!"
Blink.
Blink.
Blink.
Slinghhh!!!
Not light, but a spirit entered Sheren's body. Senses, sensory function, motor, movement, and basic body functions growing rapidly.
"If this is the ideal body shape for living in the middle of nowhere, this is the perfect shape." Sheren thought.
She had occasionally read about vampires, at that time that was how she felt. The basic powers of a vampire.
"I can feel my blood flowing."
It was not Sheren's intention that blood spurted out to form sharp weapons that stuck into the initial ranks of the enemy vampire troops.
"Eh?"
"Let's get out of the way first."
Zannie took Sheren's hand.
