6 years later....
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Sierra
I trudged my way through the tall grass, my body still aching from Cyrus's training session yesterday. It has been six years since I fell into his trap, quite literally. He took me on as his apprentice after I had managed to free myself all those years ago. I like to think I have improved one-thousand percent since having met Cyrus. He was an old vampire who had seen his fair share of battles over the years. He was over one hundred years old, though in the vampire world, he was still considered a spring chicken. And it made sense. I'm pretty sure during my first year of training I did nothing but get thrown around like a rag doll. The man was impressively fast.
Vampires were known to be obnoxiously fast, probably the fastest creatures on the planet,
