Vampire immortality

“He’s toying with me!” Doris pushed and pulled levers like a woman
possessed. So long as nothing pierced its heart, a vampire would not die.
Though undoubtedly aware of this immutable fact, seeing the fearsome
power in action with her own two eyes had completely robbed the girl of
the cool judgment the daughter of a skilled Hunter should possess. She was
robbed of her reason by the same fear that slumbered in all mortals, the fear
of unknowable darkness.

Machine guns concealed in the shrubbery spat fire, and explosive-tipped
arrows set aflame by a lens on the solar storage unit fell like rain.

Through the oily smoke, the fiery explosions, and the deafening roar
that surrounded him, the Count grinned. It was clear this was the stiffest
resistance humanity could currently offer. Their kind remained on earth,
tough as cockroaches, while his species slid silently and inevitably toward
extinction, dwindling like the light of the setting sun.

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