A vampire prince, longing for freedom from his father's control, wanders off down in the south on a journey. Jahmir imprisoned by his brother's shadow, unknowingly encounters a witch along the way. Unbeknownst to her, this encounter pushes her into...
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The vampire prince zoomed from the right side and left side of the spacious chamber room, carefully dodging each punch and red beam from his father. Groaning and panting in agony from the fatigue and vitality that both depleted and surged within him.
Finally, Jahmir managed to land a solid kick to his father's gut, sending him stumbling back. His hand stretched out toward Terrence, a beam of red energy knocked him in the face.
"Not bad, son," the vampire king chuckled evilly, wiping the blood from his lip.
"But you still have a lot to learn." The prince mocked tauntingly, his fangs glinting in the moonlight.
Jahmir noticed the deep wide cut on his dad's neck, that was his weak spot and Terrence hadn't healed himself yet, a dumb move especially when in battle.
If there was a chance to stab his father, then he had to take it. Jahmir's fists connected with his dad's cheek and gut, kicking him in the chin. Terrence grunted and hissed in pain.
His dad fell to the ground, nearly knocking the wind out of him until punching Jahmir in the face. After Jahmir's hand snapped his finger back, his father screamed in pain.
The vampire king's eyes darkened, a dangerous glint appearing in them. "You think you can defeat me?"
"I already am," The prince replied confidently. His hand reached out for his dad's blood, the liquid seeped from his neck and Terrence screamed in pain.
How could the vampire king forget so easily? He was foolish and underestimated his son.
Jahmir's hand snatched the blood sword from his back pocket, with a snap of his fingers. The blood from the cement ground turned into an army of knights, "All rise from the dead.." Jahmir chanted darkly.
The knights emerged from the blood-soaked ground and dead corpses held up their swords and shields, their armor made of crimson liquid, their eyes glowing with an eerie red light. They surrounded Jahmir, ready to do his bidding.
