The vampires fighting for her regrouped on one side of the hall, growling and snapping. Those of us fighting the good fight came together: the challengers and the rebellious.
Moving in closer, Dmitri’s already hushed voice grew quieter. “When you were left for dead in Vietnam, did she come for you? Did she rescue you? Nyet. She left you behind.”
Dawn was fast approaching and the falcon looked golden in the rapidly increasing sunlight. My immediate reaction was to run, the falcon instilling a sense of dread within me.