"Please spare him, your majesty" the lady of the coven dropped to her knees, pleading for her husband's life. The vampire however stood directly in front of the man in question, a sword hanging closely to his neck as he knelt facing his family and coven.
The witches are greatly outnumbered by the vampire guards surrounding the field, they managed to corner every single witch that uses dark magic into a small part of the forest. And the leader of them kneeled before them, restrained.
The witches snarled at the vampires lining the proximity of the forest, the veins on their skin evident, a bright red and dark charcoal casting a dark contrast against their flesh.
It was the sign of use of black magic, an illegal feat against the law of all kinds.
The previous days foretold of what is ha
