Siderius elbowed the corpse. He pulled out the hunter knife and immediately plunged it under the jaw of the undead.
The long blade went through the opening of the skull and crushed its brain.
The corpse's hands fell down lifelessly.
Priest Xeros already jumped back a few steps. His eyes were wide open and his hands trembled because of fear.
"Alive! He's alive!" Xeros mumbled.
Siderius shook his head. "Not alive, Xeros. But not dead either. This is an undead."
Siderius pulled the knife out and wiped it over his elbow, cleaning the sticky dead blood.
"An undead?" Xeros' lips trembled.
"A vampire is an undead. Its flesh held the Necron Energy. Anything that comes into contact with it will have a chance to become undead.
Especially a corpse."
Siderius lay the corpse on the table. His hunter knife cut a line in the middle and opened up the corpse.
The organs inside were perfectly preserved.
"Not a ghoul. All the blood was sucked off. This is a vampire for sure."
