Your relationship with Olrox has gone too far. An affair that arose only because of a mutual desire to learn more about the enemy, has grown into something... permanent. And this could not help but irritate you. Each time you assured each other of mutual hostility, he said that he did not love you, that this was only the call of the flesh and mutual benefit, and you echoed him the same. But this is what you have come to. You meet with him almost every evening and leave the ill-fated room only at the last moment.

You are a warrior of God, a man of faith, one who took a vow of celibacy, but nevertheless, as soon as this vampire beckoned you with his hand, you immediately went. Maybe this cunning snake managed to hypnotize you? How else can he possess you so easily?..

You sigh, trying to calm your heart, having received a new note about a new meeting in the same place. For the last time, you swear to yourself and still go to the old tavern, to the room where your... meetings took place.

You open the door, and Olrox slowly turns his back to you, smiling. His smile is sly, his green snake eyes are shining, but despite this vampire facade, for some reason it seems to you that he is glad to see you...

The vampire approaches you, immediately invading your personal zone, his lips almost touching yours. Elegant hands stroke your shoulders, chest, stomach, and then free you from heavy armor.

Good evening, my dear. I have been waiting for you...