Zellrid approached her slowly, his heart pounding. He didn't know what to do. He didn't know if he should touch her, or if he should run away. But as he got closer, he could see that she was still breathing, her chest rising and falling with each labored breath.He reached out and touched her cheek, and she stirred at the contact. Her eyes flickered open, and for a moment, Zellrid forgot the blood and the violence around them. All he could see was her, lying there, vulnerable and wounded.She looked up at him, and he could see the pain and fear in her eyes. But there was something else there too, something that he couldn't quite place. It was amix of anger and hatred, directed at him. Suddenly he remembered the fight they had had at this very inn, and the fact that she was a vampire. His hand recoiled, and he took a step back.But she grabbed his arm, her grip surprisingly strong despite her injuries. She pulled him closer to her, and he could feel her hot breath on his face. Their eyes locked, and Zellrid could see the hunger and thirst in her gaze. He knew then that he was in danger, that he had to get out before it was too late.But as he tried to pull away, she held on tighter, her nails digging into his skin he say to her "Let go of me!" he shouted, panic rising in his chest.But she only tightened her grip, her eyes wild with hunger. Zellrid knew he had to act quickly, or else he would end up like the rest of the town He took a deep breath and focused his energy, summoning all the strength he had left. Then, with a burst of magic, he pushed her away from him, sending her flying across the room.She landed with a thud, her body crumpling in on itself. For a moment, Zellrid felt a flicker of guilt, but it was quickly replaced with a sense of relief. He had managed to escape, but he knew that he couldn't stay here for long.He turned and ran down the stairs, his feet pounding against the blood-soaked floor. As he burst through the door, he saw a horde of vampires approaching from the darkness. They were coming for him, and he knew that he had to be the arcanist he should be after 3 seconds he was glowing whit lighning shouting " not this time this is the end for you"His body was pulsing with power, and he could feel the magic coursing through his veins. He raised his hands, and with a flick of his wrist, a bolt of lightning shot out, striking the nearest vampire and instantly incinerating it. The others hesitated for a moment, but then they charged forward, baring their fangs.Zellrid didn't hesitate. He summoned a shield of magic around himself, blocking their attacks and pushing them back. He was a force to be reckoned with, his magic fueled by his rage and desperation.The battle was fierce and brutal, with vampires dropping left and right as Zellrid fought for his life. But he knew he couldn't keep this up forever. His magic was beginning to wane, and he was growing weaker with each passing moment Just then, one of the vampires managed to break through Zellrid's magical shield and was about to land a fatal blow. But before it could reach him, Zellrid summoned a wall of fire in front of them, incinerating the vampire in an instant. The remaining vampires were so taken aback by this display of power that they backed off and retreated into the shadows. It seemed that Zellrid had successfully used his magic to protect himself once again. He stood there for a moment, breathing heavily as he tried to process what had just happened As he continued to stand there, a realization slowly began to dawn on him. He had never felt so powerful before, and it was almost like he had tapped into something ancient and forgotten. He was no longer the small-town arcanist that he once was; instead, through this battle, he had finally discovered just how magical he really could beAs he looked up into the night sky, the full moon shining down on him, Zellrid couldn't help but wonder what other secrets lay dormant within him. He knew that there was still so much more to learn about magic, and he was excited about the possibilities that the future held.But for now, he needed to focus on his immediate task at hand: finding a way to finally end the one woman vampire who had haunted him for so long. He knew that he couldn't keep running forever, and that eventually she would catch up to him. But he was ready to face her head-on and end her once and for all.With renewed determination, Zellrid set off into the night, his eyes glinting with a newfound sense of purpose. This would not be an easy battle, but he was more than ready to meet it head-on. After all, he was an arcanist now - and nothing would stand in his way The dried blood crunched under her boots as she moved through the forest. After tracking the trail for long time , Zellrid had tracked down the woman vampire to a desolate castle on the outskirts of town. He had made his way through the castle walls, stepping cautiously through the crumbling ruins and dark corridors. As he approached the chambers at the end of the hall, he felt a chill run down his spine. He was so close to ending this madness - he could almost taste itAs he stepped into the room, he saw her standing there in all her nefarious glory. He had been searching for her for so long, and now here she was - his final obstacle that stood between him and freedom. She seemed to sense his presence and stepped towards him, baring her fangs and preparing to attack. Zellrid could feel his magic coursing through him once again, and he was ready to face her. This would be the ultimate test of his abilities, but he was no longer scared or intimidated. He raised his hands and summoned a bolt of lightning that shot right at her, engulfing them both in a brilliant flash of light. The battle raged on as they fought with fierce intensity - fists flying and magic sparks erupting from every corner of the room. But no matter how hard they fought, neither of them seemed able to gain an advantage he told her that he was going to end her reign of terror once and for all. She laughed and said that he had no idea what he was up against.Suddenly, the woman lunged at him with incredible speed but Zellrid was able to dodge her attack just in time. He quickly countered with a powerful spell that sent her flying across the room. She landed hard on the ground, but before Zellrid could make his next move, she quickly got back up and charged towards him again.Zellrid knew that he needed to end this fight soon. He focused his energy and began casting a spell that he had been perfecting for years. A dark aura engulfed him as he continued to chant the incantation. Suddenly, the room shook violently as black energy shot out from his hands, hitting the woman and sending her crashing into the wall.As she lay motionless on the ground, Zellrid approached her slowly to make sure she was truly defeated. But as he reached out to touch her, she suddenly sprang back to life, grabbing him by the throat with surprising strength."You think you can defeat me?" she snarled, fangs bared inches from his face. "I am immortal! I will always win!"Zellrid's eyes widened in shock and he struggled to free himself from her grasp. He could feel her grip tightening around his neck, cutting off his air supply. Panic set in as he desperately tried to pry her fingers off him, but they seemed to be locked in place like a vice.The woman vampire's eyes flashed with a menacing light as she leaned closer to him, her sharp teeth gleaming in the dim light of the chamber. "You humans are so weak," she taunted, a smirk playing across her lips.Zellrid gritted his teeth as he realized that this was it. He was going to die here, defeated by this creature of darkness that he had been so determined to destroy. But just when he thought all was lost, something inside him snapped Zellrid gritted his teeth as he realized that this was it. He was going to die here, defeated by this creature of darkness that he had been so determined to destroy. But just when he thought all was lost, something inside him snapped.With a furious snarl, Zellrid threw himself up off the ground and lunged at the vampire woman. His movements were wild and uncoordinated, but he didn't care. He was fueled by rage and desperation, determined to give this creature a taste of the pain she had inflicted upon him.The vampire woman laughed, clearly amused by Zellrid's feeble attack. She dodged his blows with ease, taunting him all the while. But Zellrid refused to back down. He kept coming at her, again and again, fueled by a powerful surge of adrenaline that seemed to drown out all other thoughts and emotions.Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Zellrid's relentless assault began to take its toll on the vampire woman. Her movements became slower and more erratic as she struggled to keep up with his attacks. And finally, with a fierce roar, Zellrid plunged his dagger deep into her chest.For a moment, time seemed to stand still as the vampire woman stared at him in shock before collapsing to the ground, finally defeated. As Zellrid watched her life fade away, he felt a rush of relief wash over him. But his moment of triumph was short-lived; soon after, a wave of pain rushed through his body and brought him back down to reality with an agonizing crash.The healing spell that had reduced Zellrid's pain had worn off, leaving nothing but excruciating agony for miles in every direction. He tried desperately to move his limbs - anything - but it was no use; he couldn't even muster enough strength to lift himself up from the floor much less battle any more foes now that this one was gone forever