ศิลปะ AI: Сладкая жизнь

Сладкая жизнь

Lord Black's eyes widened in disbelief as Lo's blade sliced through his defenses, leaving him wounded and offbalance. The vampire's strength and speed were unlike anything he had ever encountered. Black stumbled backwards, his sword falling from his grasp as he clutched at the gashes across his chest. Blood seeped through his fingers, staining his expensive clothing. "How... how is this possible?" — he gasped, staring at Lo with a mixture of fear and awe. "You're just a vampire. You shouldn't be able to overpower me". Lo's golden eyes flashed with contempt as he pressed the tip of his dagger against Black's throat. "I am Lo of the Lopest clan", — he said coldly. "And I am no ordinary vampire". With a swift motion, Lo plunged the dagger into Black's heart, twisting it savagely. The nobleman convulsed, his face contorting in agony before falling still. Lo withdrew the dagger, wiping it clean on Black's ruined shirt before sheathing it at his side.

about 22 hours ago