Ang unang 113 linya.
What's that weird glow?
Isla del Fuego.
That's what its Spanish name is.
Fire Island?
The Spaniards thought this place was cursed.
It's one part of the Philippines they were dominating.
Can't say I blame them. I'm kind of creeped out myself.
Yeah, so are the locals. They stay as far away from the island as possible.
Which makes it a perfect hideout for Deacon Frost.
Not the most subtle entrance I've ever seen.
Our first meeting face-to-face.
My name is Lucius Isaac.
I know it's your habit to do so...
...but the High Council doesn't appreciate being ignored.
They asked me to deliver this message personally.
What sort of message?
A warning.
They will no longer tolerate this rogue operation of yours.
Either you will stop it at once, or they will.
Well, I've done my job.
This organization of yours, Existence.
The speed with which it established itself...
...all over Asia with you, Deacon Frost, at its head...
Unofficially, I'm here to check up on you.
To see just what it is you're up to and report back my findings.
Dominating Asia.
That is actually the good part.
It makes the Council's Eurocentric worldview seem rather outdated.
That's not the only thing that's outdated.
The High Council is so proud of their ancestry...
...so sure of themselves as lords of the vampires. And this is why you can exist.
Everyone all over the world is attracted to Existence.
The Council may see it coming, but they're too late to do anything about it.
The world is never one, when they know it.
The end will come to the mongrels.
They have to change their old vision...
...for the time is near when they'll be lords of nothing.
Really, they're already too late to do anything about it.
Really? You think so?
What about you?
Let's hope it doesn't come to that.
As I said, I'm just here to observe and report.
Then here's something you can report to the Council.
I'm on the verge of perfecting a new type of vampire.
The result will be a hybrid.
A new breed that's destined...
...to leave you pure-bloods in the dustbin of history.
So go tell your masters they should be frightened.
Slow down a little, will you?
My legs aren't as long as yours.
What a jerk.
What is it? Now I'm definitely creeped out.
Let's go.
What is it?
The future.
And this...
...is the key. His blood.
I have a sample of his blood, but this is not enough.
When I try to integrate it with the other blood...
...it breaks down.
It loses the very properties I most desire.
Because of this, his true blood needs to be awakened.
And that means Blade must be allowed to live.
Only until I've found the answer I seek.
It means...
The light.
Are you sure this is the right place?
There.
What the hell?
Who are you?
We're the Berdugo, and you are trespassing on our land!
Berdugo?
I've heard of these people.
They're the guardians of this island.
Didn't anyone tell you about the vampires?
Well, we've come to wipe them out.
Perhaps we were too hasty.
I am Lupit of the Kali clan...
...hereditary chief of all the Berdugo.
I'm Cimaron of the Spears.
And this is Hagibis of the Bow and Arrow clan.
Nice to meet you.
You fight very well for one so pretty.
We are hunters.
The prey we seek is the Manananggal.
-The Manananggal? -Yeah.
A great winged beast of the night that feeds on human flesh.
Our ancestors imprisoned the beast within the mountain.
But now the Man with Four Fangs has set it free.
The Man with Four Fangs?
That's who we are looking for!
He practices a magic unfamiliar to us.
But it is a dark magic, while ours comes from the light.
We must find the beast and imprison it again, or destroy it.
The survival of the island depends on us.
So I warn you, we will not tolerate any interference.
Right back at you. Just stay out of our way!
Okay.
Are you coming in or not?
Hey, wait up!
Four Fangs could be in there.
Do we follow them?
Remember, our mission is to find the Manananggal.
Let's go!
They've gone.
Never mind them. Their fight is not ours.
Perhaps I spoke too soon.
It would seem I'm not your only unwelcome visitor this evening, huh?
Unlike you, this visitor's more than welcome. It's the Daywalker.
And just when I needed to collect another sample.
I wonder...
Just who is chasing who, Frost?
The half-breed is not to be underestimated.
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