Through my Blood

Chapter VII: Promise Me

The two managed to bring the magic barrier down by placing a Weystone focus, found by Serana, into a Weystone Source.

As the magical barrier dissipates, the figure of the old moth priest became clearer.

"See? He's just standing there. What's up with him?" Remus asked Serana once again. Serana shrugged her shoulders.

"Well, I guess... we'll have to see for ourselves." Serana finally answered as she slowly walked towards the moth priest, who was still standing still.

"Are you sure it's going to be okay?" Remus asked in doubt. He was starting to sense a different vibe from the priest.

"It'll be fine, Remus." Serana replied, as she stopped just right in front of the priest. She gazed at the man who just has his eyes closed and just... standing right there.

Serana reached out a hand to him, "Hey... are you oka-" But before she could finish, the priest's eyes flashed open and staved her arm away, before giving her a good kick on the stomach. Serana stumbled back, still, her feet were planted on the ground.

"Serana!" Remus cried, he unsheathed a sword from his back and was about to rush to Serana's aid, when he saw the vampiress staring back at him with a blank expression.

"Stay back, Remus."

"But—"

"I said. Stay. Back." The vampiress glared at him and her fangs, almost bared. Remus had no choice but to lower down his sword.

What's up with her?

Serana unsheathed her dagger and scoffed. "That hurt a little."

"I serve my master's will." the moth priest mumbled. His eyes were gleaming red.

"He looks like he's under some sort of vampiric spell", Remus thought. But how can that be possible if all the vampires were dead?

The old man drew his sword and a fire spell charged up in his off hand, blasting it to Serana's direction right after.

The vampiress quickly casted a ward spell, blocking the priest's offensive. After doing so, she lunged forward.

The priest's sword and Serana's dagger clashed against one another. Serana took a step and slashed at her opponent but missed, yet enough to cut through the priest cloth's fabric. Remus swallowed hard as he watched.

Why's she so pumped up to fight?

The priest saw an opening and swung at Serana's face. He barely missed, giving Serana a small cut on the cheek. Remus was already gripping his sword tightly, eager to help Serana if needed.

Yet, he kept remembering that look from Serana. Somehow, he just felt that he shouldn't interfere. At least, not yet.

Serana finally had enough of just using her dagger and started to cast a vampiric spell with her left hand. It glowed sickly red, and as the vampiress casted it, the more it looked like she was draining the life out of the priest.

The man appeared to be having a hard time to breathe that he dropped his sword, then held his throat, gasping for air.

Serana was stepping closer and closer to the priest, until she had a firm grip on his neck. The priest seemed to stop struggling and he reached his hand out as if... asking for help.

"Wai—stop—" the priest managed to choke out. Serana paid his plea no attention and was still glaring at him harshly.

She was ready to kill him.