Nikolai waited for the combat maids to arrive.
Several vans and trucks with fighting personnel from the Volkov and Moonlight Alliance arrived. Though the majority were from Fenrir and Volkov, some vampires from the Tepes family came as support, which shocked him, though, as Vladimir hadn't contacted them for the longest time.
"Patriarch!" One of the maid leaders saluted him. "What are your orders?" She resembled Leona, at least when he met her a few months ago. Before increasing her blood purity thanks to his black blood. Sharp, chirpy and confident.
"There are five points. I've marked them on the map. I want you to have at least ten combat maids and fifteen to twenty soldiers at each point." He tapped his pad, sending the data to her handset. She glanced at the information for a few moments, then immediately saluted him and trotted off with a bounce in her step.
'Really, the Volkov maids are the best.'
