Garulk was working out the kinks in his ornate silver crossbow. It metal gleamed in the moonlight. Probably not the best time for a vampire hunter to be outside…
Garulk couldn’t figure out what was the firing mechanism, all of a sudden, she appeared….
Garulk turned. “Can I help you, miss?” Garulk asked flatly.
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