A Wolf's Howl, A Fairy's Wing

Amelia's mind immediately fell under Emily's control, despite being a second-ranker, which usually required a handful of uninterrupted seconds. But that was no surprise. The vampire had been subjected to Emily's primer aura for half an hour while in an unsuspecting state.

Regrettably, the primer aura had little use in combat, because an alert and adrenaline filled mind would be far harder to affect with it. That said, it was perfect for an infiltration mission like this.

Which was exactly why Erik had send Emily here. Emma just came for support and transportation.
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Speaking of the younger sister, she walked up behind Emily with a strained face, and two bright magic circles floating in front of her hands. "Big Em, can you do something about this guy now? I can't hold him for much longer!"

A few meters away, the male vampire was being pressed against the cave wall by a flat golden disc, conjured by Emma's second-ranked light affinity spell, which did exactly what it said on the package. It allowed Emma to conjure and manipulate said disc, in whatever way she liked.

The vampire man, still dazed from his collision with the wall, snarled as he struggled against Emma's spell. The sound of his fists pounding against the disc echoed through the damp, musty air of the cave. Fortunately, he couldn't exert much strength form that position, but Emma knew her spell wouldn't hold much longer.

"Who the hell are you people?!" the man roared. "What did you do to Amelia?! Let me go right now, or I swear, I'll rip you both to shreds!"

The vampire man had still been reeling from the blow he received from Emma when Amelia was getting enslaved, so he had no idea what had happened to her. All he knew was that his partner was now kneeling on the ground with dull eyes.

The raven-haired beauty walked closer to the raging vampire with a condescending smile, "Oh, don't you worry. She'll let you go in just a moment."

Emily raised her hand, and conjured another pitch-black magic circle, causing the man to panic, and struggle harder against his bonds.

"D— Don't get any closer!" he exclaimed. While he may not know exactly what happened to Amelia, it didn't take much imagination to realize that the same was likely about to happen to him.

Suddenly, Emma cried out, a little panicked. "Watch out! It's going to break!"

Just as her voice echoed through the chamber, the vampire's fist smashed against the disc again and it shattered with the sound of breaking glass.

The vampire fell to the ground, and quickly jumped up. Yet, it was too late. Emily was already there and grinning sadistically as she pressed the magic circle against her target's forehead.

Before the man even realized she was right in front of him, he had already fallen under her spell.

With the enemy dealt with, Emma slaked a sigh of relief. Erik had spent plenty of time training her since she gained her second-ranked spell, but this was still the first actual combat situation she found herself in.

Emily, who was naturally far more experienced, turned to her younger sister with a warm smile, ignoring the newly dull-eyed man behind her. "You did great, little Em!" she exclaimed happily. "That disc of yours is really quite useful!"

Emma became embarrassed, but also smiled happily as she poked her fingers together, "Hehehe, you mean it? I didn't do much, though…"

"You did exactly what you were supposed to," Emily smiled as she hugged her little sister. "Most people have problems doing even that much the first time their life is in a little danger."

"I just trusted you and Master…" Emma grinned as she hugged back. "I know neither of you would ever let me be here if I was in any real danger."

"Even we can't protect you from everything, little Em," Emily frowned as she let Emma go. "It's true that Master and Elora have given us some life-saving, emergency measures, but you need to fight every battle like your life actually is on the line, alright? Because one day, it might be, and you'll want to be prepared."

Emma's grin faded, and she pouted instead. But she also nodded in understanding. She opened her mouth to respond, but before she could, a crackling echoed through the chamber.

Suddenly, an intercom sprang to life next to the sealed door. "Hey! Amelia! Anders! What the fuck is going on out there?! What was that shaking just now?!"

Emily frowned, and indicated for Emma to be quiet. Then, she closed her eyes, reached out her mind, and took control of Amelia directly, in much the same way she'd done with Victor in the past when they returned to Frostvik to bury Björn.

It was unfortunate that Emily's slaves were truly more like puppets and couldn't act very independently. Not like Elora's Bond of Service that currently bound Nora.

Of course, the advantage of Emily's spell was that it's requirements were much lower.

With Emily in direct control of Amelia, the vampire woman walked over to the intercom connected to the bunker and pressed the button. Luckily, after listening to Amelia and Anders talk for a while, she was pretty sure she could fool the person on the other side, so long as she kept it short.

"Anders got bored and was being a moron like usual," the puppeteered Amelia said through the intercom, in the flat, matter-of-fact tone that Emily hoped was Amelia's normal speaking tone, and not just the one she used with Anders.

"He started shadowboxing and accidentally punched the wall a little too hard," 'Amelia' continued.

It remained quiet for a moment while Emma and Emily hoped their ruse would work.

After a few tense moments, the intercom began crackling again, "Goddamn idiot… Anders! I'm assuming you can hear me, and you simply let Amelia do the talking because you're a chicken shit, but hear this! One more fuck-up from you, and I'm tossing you in a ghoul squad, you hear me?!"

Emily was about to have Anders acknowledge the man from the intercom, but the device shut off. Clearly, the man on the other side didn't have the patience to deal with their shit.

The raven-haired sister reopened her black, cracked eyes, and they shone with mischief and smugness. "Now we just wait for a few minutes to see if they actually bought it," she smirked at Emma.

Meanwhile, Anders and Amelia simply stood there like the puppets they had become.

After five minutes, Emily nodded, and relaxed. "I think we're good," she smiled.

"You were amazing, big Em!" Emily chirped with her signature bright smile.

"Fufufu, I know, I know," Emily laughed proudly, before turning to the two guards. "Now for you two. Can either of you open that door?"

Robotically, the two slaves shook their head, "No."

"Alright," Emily continued, unperturbed, "so I assume they open the door from the other side at some point to swap the guards, right? And the door is probably reinforced to the point where second-rank Runeguard's can't force their way in?"

This time, the vampires nodded in acknowledgment.

"Can't you use your darkness to dissolve the door, big Em?" Emma asked, curiously.

"Maybe," Emily mumbled. "But honestly, I'd prefer to leave everything as intact as possible, just in case there's someone from Alta that comes this way after all. We should just wait until the door opens from the other side, we're in no serious hurry."

"Next question," she turned to the her newest slaves again. "How many people are inside, and what are their rankings? And what about the control center for the ghouls? Is it inside?"

Amelia and Anders quickly started rattling off the information their new mistress wanted to know.

When they were done, Emily nodded with satisfaction, "Good, we can work with that. I guess all that's left to do is wait for their relieve guards to show up."

With that decided, the Ashcroft sister's settled in for a few hours of waiting.

At some point, Emily inspected Amelia closely, and thoughtfully turned towards the meditating Emma next to her. "What do you think, little Em? This one's pretty isn't she? Should we take her home as a gift for Master?"

Her concentration immediately gone, Emma opened her eyes wide in shock. "Y— You… What?!"

"Don't look at me like that," Emily smirked mischievously. "I know he wouldn't be interested in fucking a mindless doll, or raping someone for that matter, but I'm sure he could convince her to take a similar deal to Nora. He can be very convincing, after all…"

"I— I uhm… What?" Emma asked again, clearly entirely thrown of balance by her sister's proposal. "Where did that idea even come from?! He's already got three wives, including us, and I'm sure Astrid will make four soon enough. Than there's Nora, and there will probably be more like her in the future, but you want to actively work towards that end?!"

"Maybe…?" Emily grinned, perverted excitement in her eyes. "I just imagined the sight of Master dominating this woman, and I may have gotten a little excited…"