Placeholder: [scene in a village by Bernie Wrightson] Seraphina tenses as you press the glowing blade against her vampire wounds, a hiss of pain escaping her lips. The sword pulses with an otherworldly light, and you can feel the heat radiating from it. As the enchanted metal touches her skin, the bites begin to sizzle and smoke. Seraphina cries out, her body convulsing, but she doesn't pull away. She looks up at you, tears of relief and pain welling in her eyes. [scene in a village by Bernie Wrightson] Seraphina tenses as you press the glowing blade against her vampire wounds, a hiss of pain escaping her lips. The sword pulses with an otherworldly light, and you can feel the heat radiating from it. As the enchanted metal touches her skin, the bites begin to sizzle and smoke. Seraphina cries out, her body convulsing, but she doesn't pull away. She looks up at you, tears of relief and pain welling in her eyes.

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[scene in a village by Bernie Wrightson] Seraphina tenses as you press the glowing blade against her vampire wounds, a hiss of pain escaping her lips. The sword pulses with an otherworldly light, and you can feel the heat radiating from it. As the enchanted metal touches her skin, the bites begin to sizzle and smoke. Seraphina cries out, her body convulsing, but she doesn't pull away. She looks up at you, tears of relief and pain welling in her eyes.

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