The elder and all the others were in shock as they bowed in fear." I'm sorry for my behavior oh great one. We had no idea, please forgive our insolence," said the elder.
" You don't have please get up. Plus, I'm only half a vampire. I'm also half human," said Tyson.
" You still contain the blood of the honoured ones so we must plead our case," said the elder.
" Fine but do you mind telling me what happened to your people to bring you here?" Tyson said.
" Yes, I would be happy to. It happened around about a month ago. My people were busy collecting fruits in our Homeland when an army undead came from the depths of the woods. The one leading them was a pitch black humanoid that cast a glaring shadow as he gave the undead orders to attack us. It had crimson red eyes and referred to himself as general. We were forced to evacuate the area since we had no way of dealing with them. That is why we are here. Great one, please, I beg of you to help us get back our home. We will be deeply indebted to you if you help us," the elder said on his knees.
Tyson felt reserved to help them when Monica slapped him on the back and said," He is glad to help you and your people."
" Really, are you sure?" asked the elder when Tyson was about to rebuke.
Tyson looked at the elder and felt the pain of his people. Tyson agreed and the lizardmen present celebrated." If we are doing this, I will need five lizardmen with high magic aptitude. That is my compromise," said Tyson.
" Is that all," said the elder as he gave a small snarl," Bring the mages, they will accompany the great one to the battlefield."
One of the others took off to follow the order. Tyson looked at Monica and gave a sigh of resignation but had hints of irritation." We leave in ten minutes. Have the mages wait at the entrance to lead me to the location of your homeland. I have a feeling I know what is causing this," said Tyson as he excused himself.
Monica took a bow and followed behind him. Tyson felt irritated at the thought of who he was going to face. A memory crossed his mind of when he was celebrating his birthday. He was seated at the castle garden when a humanoid of black flesh walked upto him with two zombies. He stopped in front of him and said," Well if it isn't the prince of the dukedom. How does it feel to turn nine years now?"
" Oh, it fee...," began Tyson about to look him in the eye when.
" Yeah yeah shut it. I feel insulted to be sent to attend the party of a useless creature like you. The exalted one couldn't be bothered to show because you were showing no progress," he said as he crept forward and hovered his grotesque face just above Tyson's nape," You should just die already you disgrace to vampire kind."
Tyson was now experiencing a sense of fear. Before he could wrap his head around anything, his big brother came calling and the figures vanished in the blackness of the night." Tyson, Tyson? Tyson!" He could hear when he came to his senses to find he was now standing at the entrance to the camp and it was actually Monica who was actually calling his name.
He had zoned out and had a look of horror in his face." Is something wrong? You look horrified," asked Monica.
" Huh, nothing is wrong. Lead the way men," said Tyson ignoring Monica as the lizardmen took the helm in directions.
The lizardmen were all dressed in robes and held staffs but looked mentally taxed. Monica was the first to notice this and she knew a mentally taxed mage cannot properly cast a spell. She looked at Tyson who was mumbling to himself about something that made him spiral out of control in his mind. In Monica's mind, she was in shock since the hope to the lizardmen was not in his right state of mind. She asked him," Are you sure there is nothing wrong? You don't look alright."
" JUST FOCUS ON THE MISSION SAINT!" he shouted in irritation.
Monica was caught off guard by this but loud noise always attracts unwanted attention." Fine, how far are we from the destination?" Monica asked the lizardmen.
" It's half a day walking but we can arrive there if we use a spell," said on of the lizardmen.
" How long will it take you to prepare the spell?" Monica asked knowing the strain it might put on them.
" It will take us at most ten minutes if we start now," said the lizardman.
" Please proceed," said Monica.
" As you wish," he said as they stood in a circle and started the incantation.
Monica proceeded to drag Tyson to the side and sat him down before erecting up a barrier of light. Tyson came to his senses as he tried to escape but the barrier burned him on contact." Monica, get me out of here!" Tyson ordered to no avail.
" Not until you tell me what you know about who we are going to face," said Monica.
Tyson gave a sigh and said," His name is Crimson Void, and he is a ghast ( a lesser vampire that requires small amounts of blood to survive ). A top general of the exalted one of all vampires."
" Exalted one? Like a god or something?" Monica asked.
" To a human's perspective, he is a god but to us he is a...," said Tyson when a magic circle appeared under him emitting red lightning and he experienced electric shocks. It stopped shortly and he fell to the ground.
Monica dropped the barrier and checked on him. Tyson got up saying that was normal. No vampire is allowed to speak about him to lesser beings such as humans." Oh," said Monica.
" Let me tell you about the ghast we are about to face and maybe we can hatch a plan," said Tyson.
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(Somewhere in the forest near Tyson and his team)
" Slow down Bell. There are reptilian monsters here," said Maverick.
" I know but TJ is speeding up and he is the one leading us," said Bell following close behind TJ.
Maverick held Tyson's sword in hand and was on constant alert. If only the knew what was soon to happen and that they would be dragged into a fight between a half vampire and a GHAST.