82 - The One Tower
Malyssa blinked her eyes and rubbed the crusts out of them. The lowest catacomb was the most quiet to sleep in when she didn't want to be found as well, but the disadvantage was that there was more dust and the old coffins had cracks under the lids that let it all in. She looked once more into the dimly lit chamber. She had dreamed about other monsters and elves and dwarves before, but this one was incredibly real.
The outsiders in front of her glanced at each other. 'What do we do with the vampires?' asked the bloodwolf.
'For what they do to these poor folks, I'm tempted to kill them.' said the elf.
Malyssa realised she wasn't dreaming.
She hissed and jumped back out of her coffin, baring her fangs. 'Who are you!?'
Ulric stepped forward and transformed his fur to scales. 'I'll capture her.'
Malyssa stepped back again while her heart raced in fear. 'Don't you realise I'm a vampire!? I am more powerful than any ordinary monster!'
Ulric shrugged. 'I can't say that I'm ordinary. I don't want to do this but we can't have you alerting the whole place.'
She tried her charm ability to influence him, but Ulric didn't falter in the slightest as he approached her. She backed up against the wall. 'I, I'll bite you!'
Ulric loomed over her and growled. 'Just try it.'
She shrank even more and whimpered. 'Please don't kill me.'
He moved his face close to hers. 'With the way you treat the people here, why wouldn't I?'
Her heart beat fast and her mind raced for a way to survive as she trembled. 'I never killed anyone. It's the head order that kills the slaves. We young ones want to end the old ways and be free.'
'Why should I believe you?'
His question gave her hope. 'Most of us are tired of being locked in this country. We want to see and experience more of the world like others. We can help you.'
Ulric backed off a little. 'You don't even know why we're here.'
She looked up at him. 'You're here to defeat us and free the slaves in exchange for the riches in this burg, right? Why else would you be here?'
Ulric only gazed at her.
'I can help you defeat the head clan and then we can make peace with the slaves and live normal lives. We don't want to be oppressed by the Old Ones just like them.'
'How would you help us?'
Malyssa relaxed slightly and her confidence grew. 'I know all their ways and habits and where they are. I can tell you how to kill them. And there are many of us in the clans.'
'Shall we use her?' Ulric asked without taking his eyes off of hers.
'We can use all the inside information we can get.' said Iphigenia. 'Vampires are a strong opponents.'
'I agree.' said Elzbieta. 'I know of one battle that took many elves to defeat one elder vampire.'
Ulric tilted his head a little. 'Looks like we'll take you up on your offer, miss?'
'Malyssa.' she said, and sagged against the wall in relief.
He leaned his muzzle close to her again. 'But if you dare to betray us, you will find out what it's like to be shred to pieces by a ferocious monster.'
She tensed at once and quickly nodded as she was too afraid to speak.
He stood up straight. 'All right. Talk.'
Malyssa sat down on an old coffin on the floor and glanced at the party standing around her. Nine people were enough to take down even a few vampires, but these nine were obviously not ordinary mercenaries in her eyes. She knew little of dragons apart from what she'd heard and read, but there had to be a reason for one to be among them, even if it was still a small one. As she added the number and strengths of her friends to them, she calculated that taking down the Old Ones was possible. The intruders would at least serve as enough of a distraction to grab control of vampire society. 'There are a dozen clans here, each with about a dozen main members, not counting the lower ranked servants, but if you take down specific people, the others will become confused and can be overpowered.'
The remark that the vampires could be killed was encouraging to Ulric. 'So, how do we take them down?'
'The only way to kill the Old Ones is to crush their hearts.'
Ulric had a bad feeling and raised an eyebrow. 'Crush?'
Malyssa nodded slowly. 'Crush. Don't stab, don't cut, don't slice. It has to be completely crushed.' She emphasised by making a fist.
Ulric crunched his muzzle. 'Yuck!'
Elzbieta suppressed any queasy sensation in her stomach. She'd seen enough carnage on the battlefield and at the hands of demons and monsters to do anything about it. 'We'll do what needs to be done.'
Iphigenia felt similar about it. 'They'd have to be exposed and disabled to do that.'
Malyssa curled up a corner of her mouth. 'They are when they are cornered enough to shift into their animal form.'
Ulric pricked up his ears. 'If they do transform into a bat or something, that might make it easier.'
Malyssa leaned a little forward. 'Except that you have to know which one to kill.'
'Which one?'
'They don't simply turn into one small animal, they turn into a flock of bats or a bunch of rats or spiders. Only one of them is the heart.'
Ulric and the girls looked at one another. He scratched his jaw. 'So, we have to find out which one is the heart as long as they're shifted. Any special way to do that?'
Malyssa leaned back on her hands. 'Not that I know of. If we knew, we'd probably have been free of the Old Ones already.'
Ulric looked at the girls again. 'We'll need to think of something. I fear we'll only end up in an endless fight if we can't kill them.'