Chapter 32
Alarica inhaled deeply, her lungs expanding with familiar power and strength. It took a moment to orient herself. The last thing she remembered was fighting with a strange vampire who should have been no match for her, but somehow he had managed to remove the necklace from her neck, effectively locking her away. In a way, he had brought her peace, a slight refuge from the pain that had only grown worse as the evil and ancient power inside her had demanded a way out. She had destroyed her home and much of the land around her. Even faraway places were not out of her reach and had been obliterated with just a thought, giving her a slight rest from her constant suffering.
This time, however, was different. There was no pain. Only beautiful, untainted darkness, ready to be spread.
