The name: Pegasus

"P-Pegasus..." Kohl mumbled.

He had lost the battle, again.

As promised, however, he must begin to serve the King of Vampires and ironically present him with his blood every once in awhile. Knowing that Kohl was blessed by the gods above, maybe sharing his blood, diluting it in his system will make him stronger. Varca believed that if he were to ever face Kathleen, Kohl's strength would prove mighty, like an ace card.

"Now, give me your blood, Kohl. As you promised..." Varca closed into his face, Kohl was lying down on his stomach, defeated and wounded badly. He was frustrated upon his failure. If he was a failure here, what was the purpose of taking Lucien as his pupil?

It felt like History has repeated itself with him. Henry and Lucien, both having grown dear to Kohl would be soon sentenced to death in Varca's hands. Was this some kind of a cruel fate he was forced to face?

"I- did n-not...promise alliance—" Kohl mumbled, faintly as he had no energy left in him.

"But I did, and yo