Caleb watched in horror as Vanessa collapsed to the ground. He could still feel her presence which eased his concern slightly. As much as he wanted to run to her, he had to deal with the bastard currently impaled by his sword. He wasn’t naïve or foolish enough to think that this would possibly kill Maxin on its own.
As much as he wanted to take his time and savior the kill, he knew he did not have that luxury. He needed to get Vanessa to safety, and he knew not to underestimate Maxin. The man did not live for thousands of years and had successfully evaded the Elders without having some skill.
Wasting no time, and not even bothering to say a word, Caleb pulled the trigger of the gun that was pressed against the nape of Maxin’s neck. He wasn’t sure if that would kill him, but it should at
