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... and fell on the vampire soldier’s feet.

He grabbed that vampire’s leg and literally begged for mercy, “We are the villagers. We’ve been living in Sorvando for generations. You cannot do this to us! You cannot misuse your powers on innocent and powerless humans.”

The woman was by now choking so badly that she could barely breathe. She was kicking her legs on the ground and was trying to scratch that vampire’s wrist in order to get out of his hold, but to no avail.

No matte ...

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