"Join our noble Vampire Race…"
Titus vanished in a blur, reappearing right in front of Robert in the blink of an eye. His claws slashed through the air, slicing so fast they left behind a trail of sonic booms.
Robert's eyes widened in a daze. He tried to dodge on instinct, but he was just a split second too slow. A searing pain tore through his chest as Titus's claws ripped a deep gash across it.
Blood gushed out in thick streams.
Staggering back a few steps, Robert collapsed onto the cold, unforgiving ground.
The mutant virus had already sunk deep into his bones.
"Now you can go slaughter the people you once called your own," Titus said, towering over him with a twisted grin. He loathed humans who pretended to be noble. Justice? Protection? All lies they told themselves to feel better.
Once the mutant virus took hold, all those illusions would be stripped away.
"Robert!"
From behind, the humans cried out in panic. A few girls had already broken down, sobbing uncontrollably.
