Beyond the cluster of shadows fighting their way toward Victory, Asaron and Ahn also moved like a matched set. Syri was a whirl of blades behind them, protecting their backs from the shadows creeping over the toppled fireplace. If Victory and Jarimis fought well together, even after years apart, the two ancient vampires could have linked brains the way one always seemed to cover the other, each taking advantage of openings maneuvered by their partner.
Asaron and Victory had been known as the mercenaries Sun and Moon. But Asaron and Ahn were matching suns, two binary stars in perfect balance.
A shadow lashed through Jarimis’ defenses and opened a gash on his cheek, and he grunted in pain. Victory twisted her blade, severing the inky tentacle. A scream she felt more than heard emerged from
