Elisaveta was the best known vampire hunter in the early 1700’s. Truly. The vampire panic going around had her running from job to job on a near daily basis.

Yet, this case seemed different. A small town had reported person after person being found deceased with bite marks on their neck— Vampires.

Currently, Elisaveta was sitting in her small cottage at a desk, sharpening her beloved spear. It always did the job. When she went on these missions, she would bring a clove of garlic, as well.

“Nearly accomplished... Yet, alas, it lacks the requisite sharpness! A lamentable state, indeed...”