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e town with just her presence." Lady Sif explained "We only want her alive, not dead or we can just close our deal like it never happened." She instructed and Clancy nodded affirmatively. The councils turned towards their thrones "We will have our finest warriors on your side." They said in unison and from the guardians, four men and a lady walked out all dressed in black outfits like ninjas. Clancy wasn't amazed, he looked up at the councils as they levitated back to their thrones "I think I'm fine alone." He shouted at them. "Obviously but believe us when we say you'll need all the help you can get." Corvinus replied. Clancy groaned under his breath looking down at his colleagues "better make this quick." He ordered. "I'm Aaron, a worthy warrior for the councils." He tilted his bald head slightly downward. He was obviously a vampire because Clancy could sense it clearly from him, one of the easiest race he could easily distinct from every other species. "Logan! A worthy member in honour of the councils." He tilted his curly brown hair downward. He was also a vampire and Clancy vouch vouch for that. "Douglas, in honour to be in service of thr councils." He tilted his Mohawk head downward too, also a vampire. "Chiang Yen, a worthy servant of the councils at your service." He booked his head, he was quite different from the rest with his long bonded pony tail-like hair. He gave out a stench of contradiction to Clancy that made him realize he was a werewolf from the Chinese dynasty. "Amelia, honoured to be on this hunt." She addressed, never tilting her head. Clancy wasn't bothered by that but by her mana stench, she's a witch. A beautiful witch to be precise with flashy sack long hair that fell over her shoulder and spine, her cold blooded blue eyes were looking straight into his which made Clancy scoff wickedly. "This is the team?" He asked the councils "What are we, avengers or the justice league?" He added slightly laughing. "This isn't a joke Dhampir, get your job done before we think otherwise." Lady Sif answered back coldly. Clancy nodded narrowly "great, we are the fucking Avengers!" He paused looking around at the team "can I have my weapons back now?" He asked mildly. ☆☆☆☆☆ Violetwall Town C-Dome Lloyd sat on a one-seater sofa, his legs on a circular table before him as he rests into the sofa sleepily. He stared at the ceiling as a small bulb looked down on him, there were small cracks on the ceiling but not enough to crumble it down. The sitting room was cold and light, empty to be accurate with just three sets of sofas arranged in an arc shape facing the windows at the entrance of the house. There was no television except a radio placed on a smaller stool beside his chair and on this same stool stood three blood bags. Behind him was a short staircase that led upward into the rooms above, his room and Clancy's private quarter. Lost in the world of imagination, he opened his eyes after a swift sensation. He felt like something was calling onto him, it wasn't a feeling he hasn't adapted to but a sensation he gets whenever he's in need. He placed his legs on the concrete floor, he told the blood bags and walked towards the back room which only led to a small complex room filled with just a long basin occupied by different kitchen utensils, a gas cooker and unarranged plates. His attention wasn't at the utensils b