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The bone spear shattered a gargoyle into pieces, as Lyle controlled the Claw of Vilumro to viciously slap a vampire dragged before him by Nia's tentacles. The creature crashed through the window and flew out.
Another vampire was thrown into the crowd by tentacles, spitting a mouthful of blood, which was quickly absorbed by its surrounding companions.
"Idiots."
"Plague Messenger, heresy breeds." Vampires that had fed on Plague Blood grew twisted bone spurs from their flesh, and cages sprouted from their bodies, trapping them in place as they howled incessantly. After two or three such poisoning incidents, the Loshutar Blood Clan finally learned not to accept tainted gifts.
Lyle believed he must have looked quite spectacular at the moment: Nia was behind him, freely extending her limbs, and he could even feel the sensation of her tentacles beating against the pillars, causing the whole castle to tremble, as if Nia was about to tear the place apart.
