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"They shattered my heart, but from the fragments, I have forged a weapon; now, their downfall is inevitable." ~Araneae Ruber.
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VERNON SAT with Merewin and other military battalion member as they played Runes and Realms. They either had a bottle of Brandy or a bottle of blood, from animals.
It wasn't as though they were forbidden from drinking human blood. But to them, human blood was like an alcohol, and they didn't know when or if the grand duke would need them soon, so they were not willing to take the risk.
Asketil grinned as he held the bottle of bottle with his fanged teeth, "You think you got me cornered? Don't you Sybil?"
Sybil rolled her eyes at him as she watched him slam the fire rune onto a nexus point with his usual exaggeration.
