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The shadowy figure slowly entered the spacious parking lot of the vampire hive. With a slight movement of his fingers, the ancient scattered a few guards against the walls, turning their bodies into a bloody mess. Surveillance cameras fell like autumn tree leaves and smashed against the floor with a metallic creak. He approaches the elevator where Lord Askadal stood humbly with his head bowed.

- Lord, I greet you, the Shadofs reported your luck. - Askadal says, with a slight tremor in his voice.

- Our progress is inevitable, soon we will become even greater. Now take me to your brothers. - says the oldest authoritative voice. Lord Ascadal nodded hastily and opened the shiny elevator door. They entered the steel box. The elevator began to slowly climb up to the main hall of the elders.

- My lord, I must tell you that after the plan, the protection system will work. Askadal says in an insinuating voice.

- It does not matter, your primitive traps are not terrible for us - says the ancien