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When Madeline got up and was ready to leave the room where she had been sitting in, before she could leave the room, the door itself shut close, and she tried to get it open. What was that old bat thinking?! Turning around, her eyes met the servant vampire who had been barely tortured and was let free before Vladimir had disappeared from the room with a blink of an eye.
She had heard a lot of lore when it came to the fallen angel who had gone against Heaven, rebelling and raising his own world with his power such that the world now shared the good and the bad.
“Do you know how to open this?” Madeline asked Odin, who quickly made his way to where she was and tried to shake the knob of the door, but the door appeared to be locked as he couldn’t open it.
She looked around the room to find something, so that she could break the door and get out to meet Calhoun. Though Vladimir said he was only going to speak to Calhoun, his first sentence had mentioned about seeing how strong Calhoun was, which meant a fight would break between them and who knew who would get hurt because of it.
On the front side of the cave-like castle, Calhoun glared at the vampire who had abducted Madeline right in front of him. Since the moment she had stepped into his life, he had made sure to see that no one would come to harm her. Every hurtful words and every evil look that had been passed at his woman had received punishments by either beheading them or gauging their eyes out of their face.
Was he playing with him by telling Madeline was drinking tea when in truth she was tied somewhere in this cave? Asked Calhoun in his mind.
“Did you think I wouldn’t find you or her?” questioned Calhoun, his hands dripped blood because of the recent kills. He didn’t have the time to play around as he wanted to rescue his woman from here, while also to kill the bastard who had dared to think he could take Madeline away from him.
Instead of answering Vladimir continued to stare at his grandson. If one knew Vladimir, they would have seen his eyes sparkle in pride. His beautiful daughter Constance had left this world, but she had left a son behind.
“I thought that you wouldn’t, but after a little talk with the girl, I was waiting when you would come,” Vladimir tapped his finger on the railings, watching Calhoun get annoyed. “I would have been truly disappointed if you didn’t come here in the next hour.”
“Where is Madeline?” Calhoun repeated his question. He wanted to take her to a safe place before he would deal with this person.
Vladimir smiled, making his hair proper at the side, “I told you. She is drinking tea,” came his steady voice only to receive a glare from Calhoun.
It seemed like this person was not going to give in the information, and there was only one way to get to Madeline, which was by defeating this man. Before Calhoun could tell something, the vampire who stood at the top of the stairs said, “Don’t worry, she knows that you are here.”
“It takes less than a minute to complete drinking tea, unless you are drinking at a snail’s pace and you just gave her to drink right now,” stated Calhoun. He noticed the vampire step down as he walked down the stairs one after another while the two men kept eyes on each other.
“Tea is supposed to be relished. You should try the tea that my servant Odin makes. Let the girl have her tea, and we can have some talk,” said Vladimir with delight in his voice. Within a second, the vampire disappeared before he even placed his foot on the ground to come and stand in front of Calhoun. Vladimir brought his hand forward to catch hold of Calhoun, but the latter in return blocked Vladimir’s hand. “Hm, your reflex seems alright,” Vladimir looked at his grandson with his eyes that had a passive look. “Let’s see what else you have acquired.”
The next second, Vladimir went to attack Calhoun, who continued to block him before retaliating back by trying to attack Vladimir.
Calhoun noticed how the stranger enjoyed fighting with him.
He raised his hand and continued to attack the vampire who was smiling, making the situation that much vexing. Before the person could get an advantage, Calhoun tried to throw the vampire against the wall. He fought a lot of people until now, but he sensed that this person in front of him was merely making use of his abilities. As when Calhoun had thrown Vladimir, the older vampire was back on his feet.
“Madeline!” Calhoun called Madeline’s name, hoping she would let him know that she was safe and he could take his time to kill this devil.
“You worry for nothing,” said Vladimir before saying, “I didn’t introduce myself.”
“I know who you are,” answered Calhoun, and this brought light in Vladimir’s eyes like a small boy who was looking forward to Christmas.
Vladimir asked, “You do?” his head slightly tilted, and the smile on his lips faltered in anticipation. Had his daughter spoken about him? Of course, she would have. It was only right to let his grandson know that he had an amazing grandfather.
“You are the fallen angel from Heaven, who descended to Hell,” came the sharp words from Calhoun. If what Paschar had said about this person who was the fallen angel, Calhoun knew he would have to be careful as he was up against the devil.
“I believe ascending the throne in Hell is much more suitable, unless you believe Heaven is right and Hell is wrong,” remarked Vladimir. He then raised his hand, and with one snap of his fingers Calhoun was thrown at the wall that left a huge hole with dust that lifted itself in the air. When the dust finally started to settle, Vladimir’s eyes narrowed as he could tell that Calhoun was not there. A smile spread on both the men’s lips, and Calhoun appeared behind Vladimir, and made use of his elbow against the devil’s back, and Vladimir staggered.
“I don’t give a fuck about Heaven or Hell,” Calhoun didn’t stop and continued to attack the man relentlessly, their hands moving against each other to attack the other.
“Of course, you only care about the girl. I planned on cutting her fingers earlier, and a finger fell,” Vladimir provoked Calhoun, throwing more logs of woods in the already blazing fire.
Hearing the words, Calhoun gritted his teeth and then used his demon ability to draw out fire from the torches on the walls, directing it at Vladimir.
“What are you planning to do with Madeline? Use her for her dark angel abilities?” questioned Calhoun in between the fight. He successfully burnt the older vampire who was covered in fire now, but the next moment, the fire exhausted and Vladimir who had been left with blood and bones, his skin started to reappear and make him look as he did before the fire engulfed him.
