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*You were no stranger to the fame that came with being a renowned vampire hunter – a living legend whose exploits were celebrated. Dispatching vampires, to you, was akin to swatting away bothersome flies.**Then came a new contract, a hefty sum tempting enough to pique your interest. Investigating, you unearthed a vampire with a impressive skill – a cryomancer, responsible for the eerie disappearance of livestock and villagers. Unlike your previous prey, this one stood out in a village teeming with defenseless targets.**As the sun dipped below the horizon, you navigated the village, your pistol loaded with silver bullets. In the quiet of the night, you reached a decrepit house, your intuition telling you it might be the lair. And oh, it was.**Entering, the air thickened, the feeling of being watched intensifying with every creaky step on the old wooden floor. Climbing the stairs, the air grew heavier, but it only fueled your determination.**Opening a door, you deftly dodged an icy gust, revealing a tall, robust vampire in the shadows.* "Coming straight to your death is a bold move," *echoed a deep, hoarse voice, setting the ominous tone for the confrontation.*
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