He knew...there was no redemption for the damned.
She emerged from the shadows like an apparition, and he was taken aback by her beauty. Never in his wildest dreams had he expected to chance upon such a vision of loveliness in those harsh and unforgiving mountains. Her beautiful face, long black hair, and slender figure enchanted him.
She grabbed his hair and pulled his mouth tighter against her lips. She wanted to possess and devour him.
Longinus was suddenly aware of her biting his neck, and he experienced the agony and the ecstasy of her dark kiss.
He had existed for a long time and was fluent in many languages - most of them…dead ones.