I spoke to Requiem, The salt now. If I had to kill a bunch of vamps, having them spread miles apart made my job harder. He doesn't understand what you do. Too old? I asked.
He's not that big and bad. And I couldn't not be afraid. I wanted to make him move, to give me more room, but I fought the urge off. I found myself staring into those lavender eyes.
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