Meanwhile, the elders of the Nightshade Coven moved through the fray, saving as many vampires as they could, though not the enemy's soldiers. Their focus was on rescuing women and children, those who never should have been caught in the conflict to begin with.
But not all elders chose mercy. The more aggressive among them—yes, Griswold, of course—threw themselves into the heart of battle. Vampiric auras clashed and erupted like lightning storms, shaking the air.
The knight generals of the Asvaldur Imperial Army proved terrifyingly powerful, and some of the Asvaldur elders had joined the fight as well, raising the stakes even higher.
"Arghh!!" Cielo screamed, clutching her arm. While her father was busy commanding his knights, an enemy elder had blindsided her with a brutal attack. The blast scorched her right hand, leaving it blistered and raw.
