Another spell came towards me, that same green spell that they liked to fire at me. Knowing it was death magic, I merely redirected the spell with my sword and made it hit the wall. A shower of sparks erupted from the impact right in front of a rogue vampire who was trying to get around Lancelot. Lancelot used the moment of hesitation from the Vampire and slashed him with his magical sword. The Vampire hissed and backed off, smoke sizzling from the wound. 