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    Phainon fell into step behind him, voice lowering, softer now, more serious. “I know what he did, you know. My ancestor. The whole hunter-vampire thing. They teach it like some grand, noble story, but…” He rubbed the back of his neck, a faint tension in his jaw. “I don’t buy most of it. From what I’ve read, he didn’t seem like a hero at all.”
    Anaxa stopped at the mouth of the alley, but still didn’t turn around. His silhouette was a stark slash against the pale streetlight—spine straight, shoulders squared, the faintest chill in the air around him.
    “He wasn’t,” Anaxa said finally, voice low and steady, carrying the weight of long-buried memories. “He was young. Angry. And stupid enough to believe he could win.”

     

    AKA - Anaxa is a vampire who’s been around since ancient Greece and has more or less adjusted to modern life—aside from still speaking like he’s in a philosophy debate. He’s surprised when he runs into Phainon, a tall, casually dressed immortal who turns out to be descended from the hunter who once tried to kill him.
    Phainon doesn’t share his ancestor’s grudge, but his presence brings back memories Anaxa would rather avoid.

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