A mischievous grin spread across Bong's face as he rubbed his wing, lost in devious thoughts. He pondered over who would become his first loyal servant. But then a certain someone came to his mind, and a big smile crept across his face as he looked in her direction.
"Oh Master, are you thinking of something special under this enchanting moonlight? I'm all yours, ready for anything," Seraphina said with a flirtatious tone, accompanied by a suggestive cough.
"Hold your bats, I'm not thinking about any of those things," Bong responded, a hint of surprise and sudden shyness in his expression.
"I was just thinking about... sucking your blood. Oops," Bong blurted out, his cheeks reddening as he realized what he had by mistake said.
A wave of heat rushed through Seraphina's veins as Bong's words hung in the air. Her heart skipped a beat, and she felt a tingling sensation spreading from her core. Her cheeks flushed, and her gaze involuntarily locked onto him, a mixture of surprise, intrigue, and a hint of desire flickering in her eyes.
"Whoa there, let's not jump to any wild conclusions! My thoughts were strictly PG-rated, thank you very much," Bong exclaimed, vigorously shaking his wings as if trying to physically dispel any wayward ideas, his voice carried a mix of embarrassment and urgency, a clear attempt to divert the conversation.
"Listen, you, if I were to, um, take a sip of your blood, you'd become a full-fledged Vampire under my command. Well, not that you aren't one already, but you'd be like... an official member of my loyal crew," Bong explained, his words stumbling a bit as he tried to convey the concept while also maintaining a certain level of seriousness.
"Oh My Master, your loyal follower, with the deepest desire to see the Vampire clan rise again, I have a single condition: promise me that you'll work towards reviving the Vampire clan. If you do that, I'll gladly offer myself as your loyal servant," Seraphina said with a serious tone and a determined expression, her eyes filled with hope and anticipation.
"What's with all this formality and seriousness? She really seems committed to the revival of the Vampire clan. Well, I guess she's right; I do have to fulfill that quest. The System gave me a Main Quest, and it's not like I can just disobey it. I definitely don't want to end up permanently dead because of some ridiculous quest," Bong muttered to himself.
"Alright, I'll accept your condition, and I promise to work towards reviving the Vampire clan once again. Together, we shall rise anew," Bong affirmed with determination and a sense of shared purpose.
After hearing this, she knelt before him, a determined look in her eyes. She gently brushed hes hair aside, exposing the back of her neck, offering herself to Bong for a bite. It was a symbolic gesture of her unwavering loyalty and commitment to the revival of the Vampire Bloodline once again.
"Wait a moment. My skill combination, the 'Twilight Fangs' – won't it make her disappear too?" He muttered to himself.
[ALERT]
[You've finally caught on. No, she won't disappear completely. The 'Twilight Fangs' only work on deceased bodies. But she will take damage and feel weakened. She'll need some time to recover her strength.]
[However, if you bite a weak human, they'll die instead of turning into a Vampire.]
Bong hesitated, considering the risks involved with the skill. He looked at Seraphina, his expression a mix of concern and determination.
"So this skill comes with its own set of risks. I hope everything will work out and she'll be alright. And you, sneaky System, why do you only reveal hidden features when someone's on the verge of death?" He exclaimed, his voice tinged with a hint of frustration.
With a slight fear in his heart, Bong proceeded, and he gently bit her neck, his fangs sinking into her skin.
[Nyxian Blood Eclipse Activated]
[Companion Obtained]
[Name: Seraphina Nightshade]
[Level: 120]
[Race: Vampire]
[Blood: Pure Blood]
[CP Obtained : 30K]
"Holy bat, her level is through the roof! If she wanted to, she could have easily taken me out. I guess she's dead serious about reviving the Vampire clan," Bong thought to himself, a mix of awe and respect for Seraphina's power.
After the bite, she fell unconscious, but it wasn't anything serious due to her higher level than Bong. It was the aftereffect of the Nyxian Blood Eclipse skill and the spell of enslavement that bound her to Bong's soul. Now, she couldn't defy him or harm him in any way.
"Wait, what happened to her? Oh gosh, if I had known, I would've used that skill in the cave. Now, how am I supposed to take her back?" Bong muttered to himself, his expression a mix of frustration and concern.
After pondering for a while, he had a sudden realization. He could utilize his mimic skill to transform into a Vampire form and then easily carry her to the cave while flying. With newfound confidence, he embraced this plan and prepared to execute it.
"Oh my, a bare-skinned vampire flying through the sky... now there's an interesting mental image. Well, I suppose I don't have much of a choice," Bong mused to himself with a mixture of resignation and amusement.
Without hesitation, he transformed into a Vampire, his bat wings unfurling from his back. As he stood there in his new form, he gazed at her, lying on the ground in her unconscious state.
"What a stunning Vampire she is, Her crimson red eyes, those tresses of long hair framing her face, and her skin glowing softly in the moonlight... It's almost as if an angel from heaven has graced my arms with her presence." He mused to himself, his words a soft murmur in the night.
He held her tightly in his arms, his powerful wings propelling them both into the night sky. The moon cast its gentle glow upon him as he moved in the direction of the cave.
After a few miles of flying, Seraphina woke up from her unconscious state, only to find herself cradled in Bong's arms as he soared through the sky in his vampire form. Startled and surprised by the situation, she quickly awoke, closing her eyes and covering her face with her hands, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment as she realized the intimate proximity and Bong's lack of clothing.