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Drake looked over to the vampire who got his attention. Hearing Mithias warn drake of his magic, Drake would use less magic for the fire now as it shrunk significantly, no longer being a bright silhouette. The flames now leaked from his armor and lingered a bit on various sections such as the left shoulder and right hip. Embers were falling from Drake's cape and fingers though no sign of any damage to himself or the armor were present, suggesting that the ash as well was made by magic as a sort of after effect. His knight-styled helmet's face guard hid his face completely, as the gaps in it to allow Drake to see were blackened with a lack of lighting preventing most to see his face. "Apologies its rather cold." He said, his voice shivering.

After feeling the touch of the vampire the fire would die down more so that only embers fell from Drake's figure. "I only take what I own." He said flatly, lowering his axe to the melting snow. "So whats the plan?"