41. The Wise Ones

"Alright," a striking - and very ash-y - vampire spoke. He sat at a long table, and looked at those who sat around him with a nonchalant look on his face that he occasionally alternated with a cocky smirk. "Allow me to sum this up. James kicked our boy Vlad here right out of his …

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