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SpoilerValura stared at the dissolving body in her arms. There was no question about it - she had failed in her charge. Lord Bloodwrath the Fearsome's spawn had been banished back to the Devil Realm, and these thrice-blessed angelbots had no blood to use to replenish the body.
Of course, Valura's own blood would be useless. Lycanthrope blood was already corrupted, and of no value to the Boundary-Keepers. Besides, the holy water dispersed by the angelbot grenades was burning through her fur. She had to escape if anything was to be salvaged from this mission, and the devilspawn was too liquid to carry.
And the angelbots were coming closer. There was only one thing to do.
"I'm sorry!" she sobbed suddenly. "I'm sorry we claimed this citadel for the gods of darkness and sacrificed thousands of innocents to bring forth a new demon brood!"
The angelbots stopped suddenly. Valura was surprised - she hadn't expected that to work at all. It had been desperation more than anything.
But to her greater shock, the templar commanding them stepped forward. Templars never exposed themselves to attack like that - not that she had any intention of attacking, not now, after her failure.
"You are sincere," the templar said calmly, or as calmly as he could through the echo in his helmet. "That would surprise most templars, but not I."
He removed his helmet, and Valura was shocked to see his pale, fanged face.
"You're a vampire," she said, mouth agape.
"And I have joined the Great Church of Heaven's Touch because I seek redemption. Perhaps I can never find it, with all the sins I have committed in my long lifetime, but perhaps I might do some good with the search."
Valura broke down in tears.
"What is troubling you, child?"
She pointed to the bubbles that had once been demonspawn.
"I told Lord Bloodwrath I would protect his brood. I swore upon my life. How can I tell him I failed? I'm... I'm not ready to die. But were I to back down from my vow! What good is evading death when all that remains of your life is disgrace?"
The templar nodded.
"I understand your plight. The choice you face is not an easy one - but there may be another way."
He pressed a button on his control device, and the angelbots shut down.
"I surrender."
"You what?"
"I wish to help you speak to your lord, but as a templar, the only way I could enter his fortress is as his prisoner. So, I accept that responsibility in order to help you."
"That's... I'm speechless." Valura started sobbing. "I'm so sorry for putting you through so much trouble!"
"Do not apologize. This is what God would have me do."

And so, Valura took a shuttle back to Lord Bloodwrath's space fortress, with a high-value prisoner aboard. She was guided to his throne room, along with the prisoner.
Lord Bloodwrath smiled a wicked smile. It was enough to frighten small children.
"A templar!" he cackled. "This is just what I need to gain the Great Fiend's favor. Especially once we tear you up and find out what you know. Hmm, might be trickier than usual with a vampire - now there's an odd one, but the Great Fiend is sure to be even more delighted with such an unusual gift."
He turned to Valura.
"And how fare my spawn?"
Valura's face tensed up. She couldn't think of what to say. But the templar spoke up for her.
"Your spawn perished at the hands of my angelbots," he said calmly. "Your enforcer fought valiantly, but in the end her efforts were futile. My force was simply superior."
"WHAT?" Lord Bloodwrath screamed. "Valura! Is it true that this holy wretch killed my spawn?"
"It... it is, my lord," she sobbed. "I'm so sorry! I wasn't expecting holy water grenades!"
"You know the price for failure, Valura. Even capturing a templar cannot excuse the loss of my spawn."
"I know! But, I couldn't - I can't - I - I..."
"Lord Bloodwrath," said the templar. "It may have been Valura's task to protect the spawn, but it was my task to destroy them. In the end, I am responsible for their deaths, not her. You have me, and so it would be meaningless to end her life. You would only lose a loyal enforcer."
Bloodwrath glared at the vampire.
"She. Failed. I have no use for failures! And I don't take advice from blessed templars!"
He raised his bloodscythe towards the sky.
"Tonight, we feast on the cursed blood of Valura Agrus, for failing to protect that which is most precious to me: my spawn!"
"Wait!"
It was the templar again. Lord Bloodwrath was clearly not entertained by his interruptions.
"And what the heaven do you want this time, prisoner?"
"I confess, I had another purpose in coming here. I have something that will be of great interest to you."
The templar reached behind his back, into his cloak, and pulled out a goblet and a bottle.
"What is that?"
"Despite my position, I still have certain needs, and this is how the Church provides them. I thought I would share this gift with you."
He poured out a thick red liquid into the goblet, and raised it.
"For you, Lord Bloodwrath."
Lord Bloodwrath sniffed it suspiciously. Then he growled.
"What are you trying to pull? This is just ordinary mortal wine!"
"That is what I, too, believed at first. But taste it, and you will understand."
Bloodwrath glared at the prisoner, then at the goblet, then at one of his guards.
"You! Drink this. I'm not trusting anything that comes from a churchman."
The demon guard complied, and as he sipped, his eyes widened.
"That's the most amazing blood I've ever tasted," he said. He was about to take another sip when Bloodwrath pulled it away from him.
"What kind of trick is this?" He sipped from the goblet, and stared in awe.
"This is what they've got in the church?" he asked.
"The Blood of Christ," said the templar. "They also have the Flesh of Christ, but I'm not as keen on that. It might be more to your liking, however."
"Well, sign me up!" Bloodwrath laughed. "If they've got more of this, I'd be more than happy to switch sides!"
He turned to Valura.
"Awright, girl, you're fine. I can deal with failure if it tastes this good!"
And that is the story of how the Bloodwrath clan joined the Great Church of Heaven's Touch, much to the surprise of essentially everyone. With the sheer might under Lord Bloodwrath's command, the Church soon wiped out the other demons and everyone lived happily ever after.