The attack came at dawn, when the alliance's guard was lowest.
Luna felt it first through her divine consciousness—a ripple of void corruption spreading across the continent like poison in a bloodstream. She bolted upright in bed, her enhanced senses immediately detecting multiple simultaneous assaults on alliance positions.
"Victor," Luna called urgently as silver light began radiating from her skin. "Wake up. We're under attack."
Victor's eyes snapped open, his vampire senses instantly alert. "How many locations?"
"Seven that I can detect," Luna replied, her consciousness expanding to encompass the broader scope of the assault. "Vampire safe houses in Chicago and Miami. Werewolf pack lands in Oregon and Montana. Federal facilities in Virginia and Texas. And something else—something b
