The Sanctuary
With just the mere scenery of blood flowing out from someone's body, with the unexplainable phenomena or a total bewitchment with the sky, the beings that were only the content of fictional or fantast book brought to life, in rage and ready for a battle.
The scenery of werewolves seems like protecting the room where I was then, and with Zarviel and the other vampires were trying their best to keep the enemy in their places. It was nerve-shaking and terrifying knowing that they are here with a certain aim. To cut my throat. To kill me with their own hands.
The air blew harsh as the witches laughed were hovering. Broomstick with their masters are on the air, throwing a mocking circus to the vampires and wolves.
"Raise your flag! You, ugly witches with rotting faces!" Ano
