“I’ve always wanted to taste an angel,” the white-haired Vampire growls as he lunges toward me to join in the feast. Before I have time to react to their lightning-fast attacks, sets of fangs are piercing my skin all over. Each one feels like an injection of poison straight into my bloodstream, lighting my insides on fire. The pain makes my vision start to go black, but I can hear Allena screaming “Stop, you idiots! Save some for the king or he will have your heads!”
I feel them draining me, my depleted energy growing even weaker by the second.
Then, the first attacker backs up with a look of confusion on his face. He eyes me up and down, then a hand flies to his mouth. Suddenly he starts to gag, and pink foam begins to bubble from his lips. He starts to convulse violently before collap
