Man at War – Excerpt No. 120

The remaining Krauts were waiting for him. Marc had sacrificed stealth and blood to reach them. This put him at a disadvantage because vampires had a limited reserve to draw from. If one expended too much they risked surrendering to their base instincts to feed.

Such vampires were threats to friends and foes alike. They killed without thought, until their thirst was satiated. I’ve seen them mow down dozens without slowing down.

Marc drew his sabre which led both Huns to flash him a curious look. While swords were still common among the officers, the blade in particular was decidedly unusual as it was a Spanish pattern abandoned a century ago. That only indicates how young these two are.

a cinematic photograph of a bird's eye view of a British officer, armed with a sabre, standing proudly with a determined expression, facing off against two German soldiers, their faces illuminated only by the faint moonlight, set amidst a dark and ominous nocturnal landscape of a World War I battlefield in 1915, the officer wearing a distinctive British uniform with a peaked cap, breeches, and knee-high leather boots, the German soldiers dressed in Pickelhaube helmets and worn greatcoats, the scene captured in a dramatic and intense moment, with deep shadows and muted earthy tones, the photography style reminiscent of a historic and haunting black and white film still.

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