Dean Morton : The Paupers' Guardian Angel

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Dawn breaks, dispersing the cold fog in Gishil Town, a small town in a mountainous area on the northern side of Gostrela province.

It is so quiet here. Most of the residents have become vampires and are involved in the war.

For the rest, either they died after receiving the curse of immortality, or were detained in concentration camps.

It’s like a ghost town, with several crows inhabiting the few houses full of corpses. Only these crows make the city look a little lively with their joy.

Until suddenly…

Brakk!!!

A city car explodes from inside, with one teenager blown out so hard until his back hits the metal fence of a house.

Most of the front of the car has been destroyed with the roof gaping wide. Venera flips her bituminous wings, and then afloat before slowly coming to Florian.

“Go get as much blood as you want, then come see me in Sanctity Ridge Tower,” she says before she slowly ascends higher.

“You coward!” Florian grumbles, clenching his both hands in anger. “Let her go and fi