Chapter 68: One last job
Calen and his companions were sitting in their common room, reading, making small talk and generally relaxing before going to bed.
"I don’t know if you should read that Isa." Calen chuckled. "The guy must have been crazy to create a leech because someone was indirectly mean to him."
"I doubt he put anything dangerous in here." Isara rolled her eyes. "Besides, as stupid as that move was, it was an impressive display of power."
"I suppose..."
"Sorry, but what exactly is a Leech?" Elira interjected. "Cassian didn’t mention it when he described the undead."
"Leech is essentially a pseudo vampire - you can’t produce a real one without killing someone, and bathing the corpse in fresh blood, but what you can do is magically juice up a Devourer to the point it’s roughly equal to one in terms of physical power." Calen explained.
"The biggest issue with them is that they CAN become real vampires if they consume enough blood." Isara added. "Creating one inside of a city is a very, very bad idea, even if you’re substantially more powerful than it and located five floors underground."
"I wonder if he was so reckless because of how long he’s been alive... and dead I suppose." Elira hummed.
"I don’t think so, master is just as old, if not older, and he never did such dangerous things."
"Well, we don’t know if he didn’t, all we have to go off of are his stories." Calen pointed out. "Same thing with his age actually, don’t get me wrong, I know master is ancient, but the things he told us are simply ridiculous."
"For once I agree with Cal." Cassian nodded. "My father seems to believe him, but the stories he tells are simply unbelievable."
"What do you mean?" Elira asked with a hint of interest in her voice.