"There's a pattern. The Turks told folk tales of shape shifting jackals at the fall of Constantinople. The Aztecs were decimated by disease from the Conquistadors' war dogs. Each time, there's been wolves fueled by vampire blood."
Back to sounding intense.
"I nearly found him in Augsburg in 1945. His wolves were in the service of the Wehrmacht. He disappeared after the war, and I-- I thought he finally met the true death."
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"There's a pattern. The Turks told folk tales of shape shifting jackals at the fall of Constantinople.
The Aztecs were decimated by disease from the Conquistadors' war dogs. Each time, there's been wolves fueled by vampire blood."
Back to sounding intense.
"I nearly found him in Augsburg in 1945. His wolves were in the service of the Wehrmacht. He disappeared after the war, and I-- I thought he finally met the true death."
But he'd been wrong. So wrong.
"Now he's returned."