Prologue II

It has been a month since the day he first hunted a weak spawn. He did not have any conceited thoughts nor any other thoughts that will cloud his mind. He had mindlessly hunt again and again, tiredlessly.

Weak spawn are easy to kill, two bolts would do the job. Over the month, he had already kill more than 50 weak spawns. Either by close combat, ambushed, or bolts. All weak spawns he encounter turned to ashes.

He begin to notice a strange fact over the month. He had become stronger, two times stronger, in fact. He can feel the strength flowing inside his body. He could easily sneak, react to incoming attacks, and brawl against a weak spawn unscathed.

However, he also noticed a strange fact. He could feel that he is onto a trail of something big, much bigger than he bargained for. He could find traces of a Spawn mostly known as a spawner. A spawner means a vampire and tonight is the night where he will find out.

Around mid-night, he had already investigate and pin point where the spawner will likely to appear. He had chosen a deserted alley in town. Chewing on a piece of jerkey for dinner, he waited.

Listening to the night howl, slient darkness, and bright moonlight. It was not long before a figure trailing down one way of the alley. It was a weak spawn.

He knew that something strange, how could a weak spawn be here. Judging just from reflection of the moonlight. the weak spawn was still fresh. A faint trail of blood could be seen on the neck.

He realized, the spawner is close. He had chosen the right place. He had really found the trail of a spawner. He felt elevated, but he felt this unknown instinct of danger.

Even with hatred in his heart, he refrained from killing the weak spawn before him. He instinctly knew that his action is not appropriated and something seems wrong. So he decided move in a different point-of-view from his current location.

Just when he got to his new location, from the point-of-view, he saw more shadows than he had expected. There, the spawner and including five weak spawns, closeby.

The spawner was one head higher than the weak spawns, had lean muscle, light grey coloration, and most noticiable it's ugly potato head. Another difference was the bald head of the spawner was covered by countless veins.

He was alarmed, his instinct was right. He studied in the hunter association before that a spawner are intelligent, but he did not expect it to be this intelligent. Just a brief hesitation and he had already gone with the wind.

He needs to be more prepared before he could fight against a normal spawner along with the weak spawns.

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