Chapter Six
The roof of the cavern towered forty feet overhead. Electric bulbs strung together with thick black wires shed light on every corner. A few tables with chairs and a few dozen cots lined the sides of the great room. Cages filled with weapons from Guard guns to crossbows and swords had been cut into the stone walls. The center of the cavern had been left open. Painted squares marked the floor, boxing in sparring pairs.
All sparring stopped, and sixty vampires stared at them as Desmond led them into the cavern. All had black eyes. All held weapons.
“This is more like it,” Raina said.
“Desmond.” A woman with platinum blond hair sauntered forward, a sword held in each hand. “Did you make some new friends, or find us a snack?”
Jeremy stepped in front of Nola, his hands raised an
