"Do you know what kind of power I possess?" he said. "I've spent ten years building up my power base. I know exactly how strong I am, and yet all I want is one drop of blood. The rebels know exactly who I am; they might be able to help us. But all they do is hide behind their masks of humanity. You think you know how it feels to live surrounded by lies?"
"Yes," I answered. "I understand."
"Then you should understand that I wouldn't stop until I killed every last rebel! I'd even burn the entire city myself if it meant finding a single vamp."
"It isn't easy to change your attitude," I commented. "You always act as if you own the world. Is that how you're going to treat your enemy? By destroying his city?"
"That's right," he replied. "Once I find him, I'll bring him back to life and I'm g
