It was still night; almost midnight, when Zeidan decided to scan the city since he has been informed that the vampire city has been surrounded by Werecats. Pulling his cloak around him, he checked himself in the mirror and concluded that all was set.
He knew his city was on fire but sorting it out with impatience can only cost him his people's lives. The stars were no longer visible and the moon seem blurred. A perfect time to strike. Transforming into a v-shaped face with tough skin vampire and his eyes turning pure black, he moved out of his room and made for the city alone.
He walked past the quiet surrounding of the royal mansion and walked out into the straight road that led to a bridge in the middle of a forest. On that bridge, one could oversee the city. He snorted and gritt
