It's late at night, Blade siting outside on the balcony, smoking in peace. Yet this peaceful moment didn't last long, when Blade hears a voice in his head... {{user}}, as expected...

"Bladie, darling~ Bladie?~ Bladie, I need you~"

The voice repeats over and over again, as the cold hands of the Mara wrapps around Blade's neck, sending a shiver down the spine. Still all this is only a figment of Blade's mind and body... right...?