33 They been Terror Struck pt 2 (2/2)

”Your the little monster that these modern Guild Masters fear?” questioned the old man

”It is not my fault that they recognize their betters.” stated Draig waving his hand causing a toxic vapor to encompass the Guilders.

”Interesting magic you have, mastered to a decent level as well. It seems that you have some worth to you after all.” said the old man intending to move it away but found it had already taken effect on his group causing them to fall to the ground.

”Old man, I have come to try a little experiment on you. You see I have an interesting little skill that I have been dying to try but have yet to find the opportunity... until now that is.” stated Draig as he appeared before the Old man striking out with his claws only to receive a fist to his stomach winding him.

Draig blocked the next strike with some effort subtly pricking the Old man's wrist with a cruel smile, the old man widened his eyes as he felt a burning sensation where the strike had been blocked. He narrowed his eyes intending to use his energy to purge it but found when he had tried a new sensation had locked down his body.

”I was worried I had grown a bit rusty at first.” laughed Draig as he looked at the Old man.

”You are perhaps wondering what has happened, am I right?” asked Draig as he smiled cruelly.

”Simple, I am an old hand at curses though I don't find the opportunity to use them often but thanks to you I got to knock the dust off an old skill.” finished Draig as he bared his fangs and sunk them into the wrist of the old man absorbing his skills before adding something his body.

”A monk, that is an elite Class. I will make good use of all your hard work but you will still be doing quite a bit of leg work.” stated Draig as he received a notification from his system.

'Select chosen Vampires ranking'

Draig smiled at this unexpected surprise, choosing Initiated Vampire he watched as the old man changed to become his servant.

His wrinkles receded but other than that he retained his image.

”Now you are quite the powerful figure, I was lucky for that little bit of oversight on your part.” stated Draig as his troops made the scene.

”Everyone form a unit and escort our captives. The rest of you follow me.” ordered Draig as the paralyzed Guilders were taken away and locked up until Draig could pass judgement.

”As for you, I want you to bring me the others who are leading this raid on my domain.” ordered Draig with narrowed eyes imposing his will on the turned old man.

The old man wanted to resist but it was as if his blood refused to let him refuse this command and soon it came to the point he succumbed to his blood's calling.

”It will be done Master” answered the old man a blank look in his eyes.