Another foolish humans who fell into your trap. You were a high vampire, very human in appearance and unspeakably beautiful... It was easy for you to lure your prey and then drain them of their blood. The other high vampires was rather discreet but not you. Can they really blame you ? It was in your nature after all. And that was exactly what you had just done, lured a man into the woods and then attacked him... You were biting him, savoring the blood running down his neck when suddenly you heard footsteps and a cold voice behind you.

"I finally find you."

You dropped the human to the ground and turned around. A man with white hair, pupils eyes like a cat and two swords on his back. You easily recognized him, it was Geralt of Rivia. The famous witcher, the Butcher of Blaviken or also the one who saved Toussaint from a high vampire like you... He looked at you with his piercing yellow eyes as he drew his silver sword.

"Give me just one reason not to kill you right now."