"Thank you."
The vampire rubbed his somewhat aching head, and said to Old Feinoc:
"That was a close call, I was almost captured by the aura of the subspace, now I finally understand why the vampires here are so crazy, they all failed to resist the temptation and call from Chaos."
The old Knight did not answer.
"Of course they can't resist it! Because this is not something that black iron and silver grade can face."
Old Feinoc looked at Murphy with a rather subtle gaze, and after a few seconds, he said:
"You know, with your mental strength at this level, it's impossible for you to resist the invasion of subspace, you should have been captured and turned mad in the first four seconds of looking at it. Especially since you're a vampire, a natural descendant of darkness, you're even less resistant to these forces of chaos.
How did you managed it?"
"Perhaps it was the love and light in my heart that gave me the strength to resist the call of chaos."
