Judas averted his eyes for a moment, his face no longer powerful and full of calculative judgement, instead almost guilty.
"I...am only a messenger...I seek not to kill you, it would be a waste of energy and it would displease Radella...No, I'm only informing both of you, the academy's forces are rising to erase vampires from this land...You understand, don't you?! They'll kill all of you!"
His eyes widened and his body shook as he turned and looked at him, suddenly laughing desperately.
"You...You don't understand or grasp the enormity of it all, do you?! They all say they'll use medical blood at first! But then they start experimenting, slowly, but surely, and the populace around grows angered, you can't carry on like that forever without burning for it!"
Judas scowled, clenching his metal fist.
"I used to see them, you know...I used to have the Sight, I could see burning human souls in the center of ever living being, divinity...But when you become a vampire, that piece of God in you, it dies along with your body...You...You are damned regardless of your own opinions or choice, because you took on the Dark Gift."