Silverius stared out the window of the war room, watching the chaos and destruction. The first 3 castle walls were destroyed. There were dead vampires and soldiers all over the ground. He watched one vampire in particular who seemed to be on a mission. He quickly dispatched soldiers to corner him.
Even from the distance he was at, he could tell the vampire was not as lowly as the others, possibly royalty or a high ranking general. He watched the demon move with ferocity killing his strongest general within seconds of their arrival. After killing a few more soldiers, he ran faster, maneuvered quicker. He definitely had a goal. Silverius could see what he reached for but he felt the extreme energy his actions released.
The castle jostled on its foundation, columns shift
