(Salvatore's POV)
Not so long ago, the casino, was a bustling haven of entertainment. Now it has transformed into a macabre feeding ground for my brothers. Everywhere I turn, I see people in various stages of transition, their humanity slipping away with every second. My gaze sweeps across the room, locking onto Dante, who is feeding from a young blonde woman sprawled across his lap. Her torn shirt exposes her bare breast. "Enough, Dante!" I shout, my fists clenched at my sides. "We can't keep turning humans at this reckless pace. It's a path that brings nothing but trouble."
Dante's dark eyes narrow, his predatory features twist into a sinister sneer. "You dare question my judgment, Salvatore? As head of the seven, I am more than qualified to make decisions on behalf of our kind."
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