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... ou dare to look down on a noble member of the Blood Race. I will personally carve out your heart and suck your marrow."
As a Count of the Blood Race, Fabio’s face twisted into a grotesque snarl. His fangs protruded, two dark holes sat on his noseless face, and an ugly bat-like visage emerged.
A forearm-thick mist of blood covered the wound, emitting a dense scent of decay and evil.
If it were ordinary flesh, a slight contact would cause it to fester, but for the Blood Rac ...
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