Krystal was extremely sure that she had heard that voice before. Pretty recently even. But where? Who did that darn voice belong to?
“Just like we killed you years ago, we will do it again and again until we rid this world of the Bloodfangs forever!”
The masked man thundered powerfully, his voice reverberating around the cave, making Krystal’s blood boil as her hand clenched into fists by her sides.
What on earth had they done to these people to piss them off so much? Why did they want them dead so badly?
A small gasp from Zale snapped her out of her reverie, just as he took a step forward, his face pale as a sheet.
“Father?” He whispered, his voice filled with dread and she instantly froze where she stood just as her siblings stiffened next to her. What did she just hear? Did Zale
