“Raiven!” I was immediately accosted by the two sisters, both hugging me tightly as I did my best to catch them. I gently pushed them off me, unable to hide my grimace of pain. As soon as they noticed my discomfort they released me, both embarrassed by their excitement. Alrune was the first to recover, quickly returning to her authoritative persona as she did her best to smooth her torn dress. “You seem to be… alright.”
“I’ll live,” I huffed, glancing at the horn I still held in my hand. It glowed in the sparse light despite its dull color and I sighed as I looked back up to the vampire. “For now, at least.”
“What… what does this mean?” LeAlexende’s voice came from behind his sisters and as he sat on the ground, I noticed that he was missing an arm. It seemed that Kisten had wrapped the
