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Summary of the previous episodes:
Viorel has been tortured by his
supposed family who wanted to have him burn in the sun. Strangely
enough the sun didn't burn him as expected but Viorel has no memory of
who he is. Following the advises of his supposed father, he left
Sighișoara and is now traveling to the West. After some skirmish in a
previous city, he found refuge on a boat. Viorel is now in Vienna. The
little problem is that the guy at the inn was a bit of an asshole
and helped capture Viorel thinking he was a vampire, which he is but
nobody needs to know. Now there is a huge man (which I call the colossi)
taking care of Viorel and a priest. They brought a girl. Torture my
holy water... Fail. Viorel managed to confuse everyone, now he would
like to get out of here. But the girl seems pretty useless. They still
managed to escape and he left the girl to the care of the boat lady
before going back to have two words with his captors but his power of
persuasion were failing him. The priest wanted to crack a
deal but Viorel is not really up to help his enemies. He finally got
some blood but he can't risk to stay in Vienna. He travel to Linz were
he stays a bit to learn German.
Viorel wanted to go to Praha but redirect himself toward Augsburg
instead where he wants to get a horse, except that the horses are a bit
scared of his vampirism and maybe something else. Viorel is really not a
horse expert. Then he comes into an altercation with couple of people,
he wants some fear in his blood. The girl Viorel has found seemed to
enjoy the game. Viorel prepares for the nightmares that come with a
feast of blood, in a rush to leave, he cross the dukedom of Lorrain.
We introduced Sorina, three weeks after the beginning of Viorel's escape.
Viorel dreamed of Sorina and woke up not really remembering anything.
Traveling to Paris, he arrives at "La cour des miracles". He is rescued
by a stranger who turned out to be Nicolas Flamel, the alchemist he was
looking for. Nicolas does some strange experiment without Viorel's
agreement. Some people are looking for Nicolas's secrets.
On the other side of Europe, Sorina awakes and Viorel's past in haunting
him. Viorel discovered that he can change into a wolf but that's not
the easiest thing to handle. After finding out that a younger version of Nicolas might not be acting
with his best interest at heart, Viorel decides to leave for the north.
He is now traveling with two people, Alexej who needed to get out of
Praha and Irina who he accidentally rescued.
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He regained the advantages in two stroke, he didn’t have a heavy hand but he was extremely quick and precise, something that I often tried to overcome with brute strength but that wouldn’t work. I knew it wouldn’t and he knew it too, the problem was that I didn’t know how to compensate for it yet. He was the sword master of the castle and he had high expectation from me but the other vampires of the family often laughed at him, there was no way they said that someone half blood like me was ever going to meet their rapidity. I tightened my fist against the sword and pushed with my elbow, it wasn’t the wrist that controlled the sword, it was the entire arm. If I was to fight with my wrist only, I would probably be extremely tired by now. I pushed and pushed again, blocking his every stroke and trying to get at him with the pointy part of my sword. We both knew that it was my last chance, my desperate attempt to win the fight and that it wouldn’t work. I was just becoming tired of the training, lazy and clumsy. But I hit. I got him in the chest and it gave me some more strength, it was really rare, maybe once a year I would have one hit on my father. It was my chance this time I swept my blade from left to right as he drew back, he stumbled and felt on the floor, it was the first time it happened, I had overcome his rapidity but strangely I wasn’t really happy about it. I changed my sword to my right hand and put the pointy part of it on his throat, just where the skin appeared out of the collar.
“The fight is over,” I said.
He crawled a bit backward, and I moved forward on him. He pushed my blade away with his and I used all my strength to have him lose his grip on the handle but that was my mistake, the jumped back on his feet and started to attack me again.
“The fight isn’t over until your enemy has lost his sword and is unable to move,” he said sweeping his sword at me on all side, it was hard for me to block, he was too fast, my eyes couldn’t quite follow the movement of his blade and I was scared that he was going to hit soon. I had been a little bit too arrogant and sure of myself and I was going to pay for it.
“Let’s stop,” he finally said.
I was nearly going to hit the wall on the other side. I wasn’t dubbed, I had heard what he had said before about finishing the fight but he jumped backward by two meters and place his sword back in its furrow. I didn’t understand what just happened, I was ready for more, on my guard, he turned his back on me and walked to the other side of the room to take a chair.
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