There was darkness and not that darkness which invaded a soul and crash it but that sort of darkness which made it hard for anyone to see throughout the room. And apart from darkness the room was also witty and wet - reeked of odor and blood.
Blood was all over the floor and it has been for the last twenty four hours, blood of vampires who fought for Nazar and of werewolves who dedicated their lives for Nazar. They were all killed with their hearts torn apart from their chests - instead of being buried they were tossed inside the room alongside with Gladys and Regina who were still alive but beaten to almost their death. Their hands were tied up with chains which prevented them from using magic, and the shackles were tight they couldn't get them out.
