“He comez! Smellz his blood I doo! Yez thiz way holy brotherz. Your blood tastez zo zweet!” The Vampire’s eyes were like red orbs burning with blood lust. “Juzt a little clozer” he whispered to himself looking down from the rafter. He could see the glowing Rosarium as Nikolai slowly adavnced. It made his flesh crawl like spiders inching up under his skin. He instinctively scratched.

No! No! Donz wantz to seez the green lightz. It hurtz me eyes it doez. I am hungryz. Yez. No the green lightz! Maybe he getz below me yez. Comez my sweet one. Erasmus will beez pleased. Gabija will helpz yes I will.

Nikolai stopped and looked up to his left. Two spots of red eerily winked on and off. He could smell the wretchness, the decaying life force, the burgeoning of evil it was here! With his free hand he took out the silver Armi Conceri and let the free arma dangle reflecting the green glow from the Rosarium. He bowed his head and offered a petition to San Sabas for intercession in the forthcoming combat.