Thread:Johnathon Strider/@comment-24217012-20180323143848/@comment-24852191-20180411205841

Saithis: Vladimir. Dear, Vlad is d.......


 * He pauses as he looks at the blood in his hand.

Saithis: Vladimir? How’s this possible? I carried his body home myself.


 * Valeria’s neck is scraped badly on the left side of her neck. How ever it happened, it must have been when she was in the bliss of the power of Vlad as he pounded her against the tree.