Chapter 64 Bad Blood

There was a strange sense of surreal feeling as Lukas struggled to move. It was like being trapped in some kind of dream where you were aware that you were in one—unfortunately he couldn't force himself to wake up.

However, he had all the wits to know that if he died here… he would actually end up dead. Chaerin would come find him in the room and already gone that she might think that he killed himself or was assassinated.

Lukas couldn't let that happen.

What was the reason why he couldn't move? Lukas's gaze flickered to the woman and he realized that it might be because of her aura. Just the sight of her caused his entire body to go rigid with fear.

That was true domination.

A power unlike anything Lukas had ever seen before—and that was even when he had met Serena Weiss or Stacy Vardoken. This ancestor of the Sanguise House was on another completely level of her own.

"Tick-tock, boy." She spoke. "The water is rising and I fear that you may drown before everything is over."

Lukas tried to move his fingers, even just a slight wiggle to get his body started and yet it was to no avail. He coughed as the water continually poured across him.

"How… how does your people survive this?"

She smiled at him as if he had said the funniest thing.

"Why should I tell you? There is no room for seeking answers here."

"If their ancestors refused to give any hints or clues, then I'm afraid that many of your kind would have perished. Naught one would survive except for you." Lukas struggled, but if there was a thing that he was good at—it was at least trying to make a person see his point of view.

Use logic, reason or maybe appeal to their emotions.

Vampires were not as heartless creatures as they seemed to be. Lukas had seen Serena smile, had seen Chaerin actually shed her tears and saw Lily's frustrations in the past.

The woman gazed at him coolly, almost uncaring, but then she pursed her lips.

"Not everyone who comes here has found themselves incapacitated by my mere presence alone. You are of those who are unlucky and such, even if you struggle—you will die. Your aura defense is next to nothing. Brittle and weak. Do they not teach you how to use auras anymore?"

Lukas shook his head. "No."

"How this world of yours has fallen. I am now somewhat frightened of what your kind are capable of if even the mere use of your own aura is something you're unlearned of." She spoke.

"W-well, there was this Great War—"

"Great War?" the woman scoffed. "You call it great, but wars are nothing more but a consistent thing in our lives. Age to age, and cycle to cycle it is all the same. What you call great could merely be a shadow of its predecessors or something greater would come."

Lukas knew that he was not making much progress in terms of cooperation, but he did manage to get the woman talking. Maybe she'd end up slipping something useful?

"Well, yes but—"

"Tell me, who did we fought against this time? Have we battled against those avaricious dragons? Surely, their greed knows no end because we have destroyed and taken many of their hoards for ourselves."

Lukas shook his head and yet couldn't help but feel mystified.

"Not the dragons? Are they all still dragonlings or whelps? Perhaps they have finally learned their lesson or are squabbling among themselves. Then it must be the Demons of the Underworld seeking to claim this prosperous world for themselves. They see us as a lesser version of themselves, but we are not the ones trapped--"

"No."

"Huh. Those two are the most combative of among the races. Do not tell me that we have offended the Courts of the Fae? And if so, which Court—Summer, Spring, Fall or Winter? I am slightly worried if we have because of how treacherous they could be, such misfits they are but their trickery is absolute—"

"Humans." Lukas said.

The Vampire looked at him and then managed to chuckle.

"You are quite a jester, are you not? I may consider sparing your life if only for the hilarity of your words. You're funny, but delusional. How can those mere apes of a race be able to stand toe and toe against our kind?"

Lukas realized that she really had been captured a long time ago.

"We have technology—or rather, the humans have created great weapons of war and have managed to use the weakness of our kind to annihilate them. Some of them have their blood be poison as well. A cherished person of mine, Lily Tenebris is said to be suffering because she ingested what many believe to be RH Null—"

"This RH Null that you speak of." The Vampire woman narrowed her eyes. "Is it the Black Blood that you are actually referring to?"

"Black Blood?"

"These preys have originally been nothing more but cattle and livestock for us, but among their kind—perhaps to preserve themselves from extinction have managed to have a type of blood that is poison to our very kind."

"T-that must be it."

"I see. Well, if leaders wielding black blood have risen up, then I suppose that there is some reason for a bit of worry. They are crafty in that way and have even bathed their weapons in black blood to hurt us—but that is still not enough for there to be a great war. You stretch your words."

"I am not!"

"Well, it does not matter." The woman smiled again. "You are going to end up dying with your futile words."

Lukas suddenly realized that she was right. The blood rain had not continued to stop and the water had risen up to the fact that it was around her knees and for someone who couldn't move like Lukas?

His entire body fell into the water.