Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27783182-20140901122131/@comment-24736819-20140909011712

Azaron managed to knee his Master's gut, making him flinch. It was the opportunity that the old dunmer was waiting for, his whole life he waited for that moment that was taken from him when the Dawnguard killed his Master many, many years ago.

He put his right-hand fingers together and striked like a spear at his Master's chest, opening the hand and grabbing the Vampire Lord's heart, which suddenly bursted into shadows and disappeared along with its owner's body.

"What? What kind of sorcery is this?", the dunmer Vampire Lord looked around.