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Konrad's keen eyes darted back and forth, capturing each minute detail as the barbarian woman and the avian knight tussled with one another in close quarter combat. The sight of bloodshed pleased him greatly. A jolt of pleasure shot down the length of Konrad's spine just as his forearms burst...

Konrad observed the entirety of the situation from the top of a tall pine. He had the luxury of perching himself up there earlier, but nothing could've prepared him for the utter clusterfuck unfurling under his very feet. He laughed silently at the absurdity of it. A knight decked out in full...

"Gaps can be maintained," he countered swiftly, not missing a beat. "Permanently even, provided that you possess the adequate resources," Konrad added, his fingers hovering over the hilt of the sword that was attached to his hip. He licked his lips, his eyes trailing away from Callisto's face...

Konrad eyed her carefully as she went about, visibly unfazed by the shove he had given her earlier. Truth be told, had he wanted to, he could've rammed the entirety of his forearm through her chest, shattering the breastbone and dislodging a portion of her spinal cord in the process...

Her touch brought upon an electrifying sensation, and a delicious shiver shot down the length of Konrad's spine. Just thinking of it was enough to make every little hair on the back of his neck stand bolt upright. His nose twitched, drinking in the intoxicating feminine scent that threatened to...

Konrad snorted indignantly. The woman before him fanned the flames of his agitation. Something about her made him want to both strangle and embrace her. "Being unique for the sake of it is a fool's errand. I'm unique by design, not by choice." He made his way over to one of the tables and...

Konrad admired the room's tasteful furnishings as he surveyed it with eyes that looked like two pieces of hard glass stuck in the sockets. The interior of the castle did not correspond to its featureless, desolate façade. The fortification, built from grey stone, blended in perfectly with the...

Konrad stood impressed by the sight that unfolded before him. He marveled at the laboratory, its deliberate layout, and the number of expensive, exotic tools that littered the various tables or hung suspended from the featureless grey walls. Indeed, this was a place of learning, furnished beyond...

Konrad sucked a sharp breath through his gritted teeth and shrugged, gracefully rolling his shoulders to accentuate the fact that he'd argue no further. Arguing, after all, was pointless, and Callisto seemed hellbent on doing... whatever it is she had in mind. Nonetheless, Konrad didn't believe...

His nostrils flared, drinking in her sweet fragrance that would've surely intoxicated any of the lesser men. But Konrad was no fool to let a woman's charm override his logic and higher thinking. He fought the urge to sink his teeth into her even as it drew him in. Unbeknownst to Callisto, this...

Konrad towered over the pair of guards who had greeted him. The two men, although vampires like him, seemed appalled by Konrad's countenance. One of them, a bald-headed youth barely over a century old, banged an armored fist against the unyielding surface of his breastplate and saluted Konrad...

Definitely not skipping this one.

"I was immersing myself with a dirt nap," he sneered, firing off a swift retort. Having to render himself vulnerable every three days was indeed an inconvenience, but without rest and adequate sustenance, Konrad's body, as resistant as it appeared, was liable to collapse on itself. "And after...

Moving with all the grace and fluidity of a jungle cat, Konrad strolled into the spacious abode, his steps barely audible as he did so. His eyes, flickering like candle-flames, dissected the interior with surgical precision. There he found the one who had called upon him, a young woman...

Revulsion and disgust darkened his countenance, but he didn't show it. Something nasty bubbled in the pit of his stomach, a simmering stew that threatened to spill over and fan the flames of Konrad's beastial temper. He curbed the urge to reach out and wrench the boy's head off his shoulder. No...