Maveric tried the jerky and was surprised at the taste. He had never tasted anything better, and he now felt like he could lift just about anything.

The vampire nodded. "That's good to know. You're basically immortal while decapitation and stuffing my severed head's mouth with garlic; a sacred/ blessed bullet; a stake through the chest and so on," he said, shrugging

'' your lucky, you don't have suffer the pain of the attempts, of the neadles, the fangs, the traps...''
she sounds like a million voices in one, as if thousounds of ghostly vioces are speaking at the same time, the same words

Maveric and Alaric shared a puzzled look. They both turned their attention back to her. "How are you...?" Maveric asked

''we're, i mean i'm fine, i'm glad you like the jerky''

Maveric nodded. "Thanks for sharing it. Where'd you get it? Does it actually contain parts of the souls of the deer?"

Alaric rolled his eyes. He could eat human food, but it acted as a mild poison. If he had too much of anything but blood he could be unconscious for hours

'' no there is acturely a soul deer, only found in the spirt dimension'
''even Alaric can eat the stuff without getting sick, but he would prefer mana fruit''

"Woah..." Maveric marveled thinking about there being another dimension. "Does that mean there's another me?"

"Wait, hold on. I can eat it without getting sick?"

''yeah you can eat it, but you would prefer it fresh, or you could soak it in something''
''no, i said spirit dimension, it's mainly where the spirts live, but a lot of goods are there, things that could sell for a fortun here''

Alaric nodded. He never knew that.

"Oh. Well that would be cool if there was another me. But oh well. How do you get to this spirit dimension?"

''trade secret, can't tell ya''