No one knows what little Mara meant when she said she didn't mean she didn't take an oath. But no one dwells in it.
Little Mara closed her eyes. She took a breath, and when she opened them, the momentum she released shook the Mansion, the surrounding residences. A large part of the vampire's territory, quaking.
The voice of the Clan Leader echoed in almost every circle. Every Vampire in the Core, Inner, and Middle circle, knelt in obeisance.
This time they felt no pressure, only worship. And they heard the immature but solemn voice.
"Raven, JC, Lance, Gael, Alice, Vivian, Lara, Luka, Halley, Lucia, and John... You will form the New Legion under the command of the Commanders, Drake, Dante and Dorian, who will answer only to the Clan Leader.
Each name will have its own House, each House will have its merits, each merit will have its reward, each reward will have its mission, and each mission will have its order.
