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Sadly, the wagon had other plans and decided that it only needed three wheels instead of four, causing all of his newly acquired leafy friends to fall out. Sighing, the vampire looked around, calling out to the first person he saw. "Um, would you mind helping me for a moment?"

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With the collar no longer active, the guard felt more free than he had in a very long time. It seemed as though the voice he had heard a few days ago had been real after all. Now came the question of what to do and how much trust he had in what was happening. If he sided with the rebels, he would be killed if the vampires won and vice versa. In truth, what he wanted was to stay neutral and just tear apart whoever was unfortunate enough to come his way. The wendigo was hungry, very hungry.

Assuming his natural form, he only felt the hunger grow.

His head turned toward the closest noise and he ran over, seeing the destruction and bodies on the floor. His eyes fell on the first living person he saw, his mind nearly overwhelmed with hunger as he stalked closer. Whichever side this person was on was starting to matter less and less to the starving monster. “Will you run?” He wanted a hunt.

The best part of his time in the castle was when he was allow to swim. It was completely necessary for his survival and he knew that was the only reason he was allowed to swim. However, Taras really didn’t care about the reason. As long as he got to swim, there was nothing else he needed. Coming up from the water, he pushed some water out of his hair and laughed, waving to the closest person he could see. “So, what are your biggest dreams? I mean, they’re not going to come true, but it’s fun, you know? Mine?”

The wendigo growled, looking around at the unfamiliar setting. There were people here, he could smell them, and he wanted more than anything else to tear them apart. Stalking toward the nearest smell, he moved silently through the woods, eyes flicking around as he searched. Long claws left gouges in the trees he passed, sharp teeth not allowing his mouth to quite close all the way. When he spotted his prey, his eyes zeroed in on the man as Hwan pulled the darkness down around him. This was his favorite part, the hunt. What would his fresh prey do as the predator stalked toward them? 

It seemed as though whatever was going on in the castle had taken its sweet time getting to him and Hwan had almost thought he would make it out of this madness unscathed. However. that was not to be and he soon found his mind scrambled. When the initial strange feeling wore off, he was rather certain his career path had changed. No longer was he a guard, no, he had a new job. Walking through the hallways close to the master suites, he knew this was where he needed to be. Spotting someone close by, he grinned. “I’m sure you can do much better than the slaves.”