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“A drop of blood burn in the glory of the sun. And you’re spot on, but I wouldn't have said it out loud,” Alister kept his voice monotone and his expression blank. His hand rested on his blade, ready to strike if necessary.  The werebeast had an aura that he has never felt before which was unsettling. 

“You need to leave little Birdy,” Alister said but the bird wouldn't budge. “Please?” After a moment of staring, she flew off into the trees leaving the two alone. 

“So other vampires came to you and claim to be me?” Alister dropped his bag and held out his hand. His eyes flashed red before blood exploded from his bag. Strands of crimson liquid surround his arms forming gauntlet like armor. 

“Only a selected few know about this meeting so either we have a security breach or you’re not who you say you are Drake Blade.” Alister drew his blade and took a battle stance. Blood coated his sword forming a thin layer of deadly poison. He knew there was corruption in the hierarchy, but never did he imagine that it went this deep. 

"unless you explain your self Drake Blade, I will kill you."