Lord Valtherion

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The rain fell without pause over the ancient forest, battering the black wings of a lone bat struggling against the storm. That bat was no ordinary creature. It was Lord Valtherion. Before, his name alone was enough to silence kingdoms; feared as a vampire lord, immortal and powerful. Now he found himself trapped in that tiny, humiliating form. He had gone weeks without tasting fresh blood, too weak to regain his true appearance.