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Post by Naru on Apr 16, 2017 21:05:22 GMT -6
Alice stood at the head of their small group, observing the mass of new blood vampires spreading out before them. As expected, Hybern was standing at the back of the mass, out of supposed harms way, and the castle loomed behind him. On a balcony overlooking the grounds stood Dante, glaring at Alice as the railing bent beneath his hands in anger. Helen was staying out of sight so he couldn't see her, for if he saw her she knew he would target her first, destroy her brain before she could get so much as two steps toward the field, for being a traitor.
Mordred and Antigonus had snuck out the night before, planting metal to be used and making sure water was accessible so their powers would be valuable, but they were still more than confident in their fighting abilities as they had been warriors long before they developed powers. Mordred now stood between Charlotte and Alice, anticipating the Heir's call to attack, but knowing that until their staring contest ended it wouldn't come.
Gabby was waiting in the house, anxious and sick to her stomach. All her closest friends and people, Mark...they were all out there fighting, and she was stuck here. Mark had asked her not to watch with her mind's eye and she would try but...she didn't know if she could resist.
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