Hades
It was a dream, at first a nightmare that quickly warped into a dream as the crimson light that shone right outside the window turned into flying plaster and splintering concrete as vampires stormed into the tower.
The first one, my mind came up with his name like withdrawing a word from a latent memory.
Zion.
Clammed his large gaping mouth over the first noble he could get his one, ripping his forelimb with a single motion. The rest followed like a swarm of demons raining down on hearthens.
The nobles were gobsmacked as their ranks were torn into like fresh meat in a buffet. Their formation crumbled at the speed of light as horror and panic ensued, all of them trying to escape their fate as the vampires that were once statues in their secret city turned into their executioners.
I didn't wait to see the rest.
