Parry

The room was filled with such a sense of the unearthly, it made the
snarls of a multitude of beasts coming from very close at hand seem
stripped of energy.

“I failed,” one of the shadows moaned. But, despite the import of its
words, it didn’t seem perturbed. The voice was all the weirder for its
serenity. “If that Hunter can parry a psychological attack, he’s a man to be
feared. A dhampir, no doubt. And no average half-breed, either. What do
you think?”

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