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TheShape03 Starter_Pack TheShape03 wrote on Starter_Pack's profile.
Hello, since you are a FNAF supporter, you could probably help me with this CRT. If you're not busy, could you take a look at it? thank you.
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- Sleep Manipulation (Geralt said higher vampires' gaze can put men to sleep. Regis also did this to guards in Baptism of Fire.)
- Resistance to Temperature Manipulation (In Baptism of Fire, Regis was able to pick up a hot horseshoe with his bare hands without showing any burns.)
- Shapeshifting, Smoke Manipulation and Flight (Higher vampires can turn into bloody fog to envelop opponents and flight. They also can transform into giant bat, and Regis has done this several times in Tower of Swallows.)
Amidst the smoke, through tears brought on by the smell of burning, Ciri saw
to her horror a black shape resembling an enormous bat dashing around the
laboratory at an incredible speed. She saw the bat in flight slashing the men and
saw them falling over screaming. In front of her eyes a lackey trying hard to flee
was picked up from the floor and flung onto a table, where he thrashed around,
splashed blood, and finally croaked among smashed retorts, alembics, test tubes
and flasks.
The mixture of spilled liquids splashed onto a lamp. It hissed, stinking, and
flames suddenly exploded in the laboratory. A wave of heat dispersed the smoke.
She clenched her teeth so as not to scream.
A slender, grey-haired man dressed elegantly in black was sitting on the steel
chair meant for her. The man was calmly biting and sucking on the neck of the
shaven-headed acolyte slumped over his knee. The acolyte squealed shrilly and
twitched convulsively, his extended legs and arms jerking rhythmically.
Corpse-blue flames were dancing on the metal table-top. Retorts and flasks
exploded with a thud, one after another.
The vampire tore his pointed fangs from his victim’s neck and fixed his
agate-black eyes on Ciri.
‘There are occasions,’ he said in an explanatory tone, licking blood from his
lips, ‘when it’s simply impossible not to have a drink.
‘Don’t fear,’ he smiled, seeing her expression. ‘Don’t fear, Ciri. I’m glad I
found you. My name’s Emiel Regis. I am, although it may seem strange to you,
a comrade of the Witcher Geralt. I came here with him to rescue you.’
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