The group continued down the path for a bit before coming to another clearing. Before any of them could notice anything was amiss, LaFontaine cried out in agony. They fell to the ground holding their leg.
Perry was immediately at her lover’s side. “What is it? What’s wrong?” she asked before noticing the metal claw capturing LaFontaine’s calf. The jagged spikes were imbedded deep into the muscle. Blood poured from the wound. “Oh God! Nicolas! Qu'est-ce que c’est?” she asked, slipping back into her lover’s native tongue. She turned to the two behind her. “Watch your step! This place is filled with traps.”
Laura noticed Carmilla’s stoic features. The vampire was stone-still. She wasn’t even breathing. “What’s wrong?” she whispered.
Carmilla was trying desperately to keep it together, but
