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[center][h1]First [color=ed1c24]Blood[/color][/h1][/center]

He flew, flew as fast as an arrow, piercing the sky like a bullet holding the speed that was worthy of being the Knight of the Spear.

[color=ed1c24]"Bray, oh bray. You shall be the coin to pay the way, and the blood that fills the rivers of hell!" 
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He scrapped against the side of the boat, grunting out as he bumped into it a bit inelegantly. His low agility parameter meant that he was not as dextrous as one would have hoped... Perhaps another Lancer would have made a well curved arc, or twist like an arrow to pierce into one of the vampires at the side to take their lives.

Instead he kicked ahead and launched himself a second time. For a moment he shone under the light of the heavens, casting the host of the flying ship in his shadow. His white mane fluttered with his tattered cape and he descended like a brutal meteor.

A landing that pierced into a vampire, slamming a stake through his entire body down the middle.

Would he die from this he wondered? He too held some vampiric traits, but these were true monsters rejected by God. If he wouldn't... well.

He flung him off the boat while bringing forth a new spear with his other hand.

He'd hope he was soon enough, surely.

[color=ed1c24]"Lancer of Black. Now scream out that it hurts. Your screams shall be your penance and your death your judgement!"
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