Siamon nodded grimly. "The giant has slaughtered so many of our soldiers. But if we can bring him down, the rest of the vampires will fall like dust. Acelieth is afraid of Sunkiath. He didn't dare set foot on the battlefield. Victor is still hiding on Witch Island. That leaves just four Lords. If we take down the giant… their army will fracture."
Ren gave a bitter smile. It was not hope, it was calculation, cold and careful.
"It won't be easy," she said. "Our hidden battalions already struck several of their strongholds, the places where the Lords were gathering forces. But all they found were stragglers. Wandering pests. They knew we were coming. They're always one step ahead."
