A week went by, and the malphas and draculi scrounged for a dozen more victims or so. After a while, Alistair started his experiments. He'd gathered together many of the corpses, started to perform vile transformations and alterations until he'd created what he planned.
"Now, my draculi friend, we can see what these things will do." He perched down among the bodies, which had been placed in a sitting position against a wall. With his head bowed, he concentrated with his thoughts and extended his frost abilities, transferring some of the souls he'd devoured over the time. "Now, go my creations, and fetch more victims."
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