“You must not fight too often with one enemy, or you will teach him all your art of war.”- Napoleon Bonaparte.
Chapter 21
-Karen-
He didn’t budge.
His dry chapped lips moved. “Karen?” He whispered without opening his eyes. Leaning his cheek onto my hand, he sighed.
The sound of metal clinking made him flinch. Zayasu had broken the handcuffs, not waiting for me to offer any help. He didn’t want me to waste a tad bit of my energy before I made the portal.
“Make the portal, Karen. The vampires are probably on their way,” Zayasu said breathlessly. He wasn’t doing great either. Breaking the dark spell on his own had proved to be energy-draining and the weakness was visible on his face.
Zayasu bent down and put Victor’s arm around his shoulder, helping him stand up. Victor looked fra
