"The blood moon is finally here," Lazarus said with his head tilted up. The blood moon they had all been waiting for was here and he could feel his strength growing by the second, his wounds healing much quicker than they would have due to the silver mixed in his blood. Every werewolf and vampire must be experiencing the same now the witches wouldn't be an exception either. "Be careful not to over do it, Dana."
Dana cocked her head to the side, meeting his gaze fleetingly before she nodded, "I will," with the verbal affirmation, she returned her focus to the humans. Killing them was something she would have avoided if given the chance but they have hurt too many of her people and now she can no longer make herself to stop and spare their lives even if she wanted to.
