My Master's name is Count Dragavei,
From the darkest region of Transylvania.
A cruel warrior along with six more,
Who sleep during day in a coffin container.
I protect them as we venture onwards,
To join in the battle of Tallinn.
Where my Master and followers will feed,
And rip the Russians limb from limb...
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