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... s stood alone, facing three figures whose power was far beyond anything mortal or vampire. But it wasn’t their strength that concerned him. He’d faced brute force before and left it in pieces.
No, what unsettled him was that putrid scent he could smell coming from them.
That sharp, filthy tang beneath their smile and blood. The unmistakable sting of human’s blood who had been killed mercilessly. With his heightened senses, he could smell dozen of vials with that said potion cling ...
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