Ramul's POV
We stood at the gate staring into the blackness of the night with anger on our faces. These monsters had trespassed the boundaries and they were going to get what they had come for. They wanted war, they would get war and we were going to give it to them without holding back.
The wind howled at a dangerous rate with the only things we could hear being the whistle of the breeze and the heavy grunts of the werewolves who stood in readiness close by.
"How many stay with us at the night's watch?" I breathed heavily expecting the worst from the creatures. I could tell that we were outnumbered by the numbers of crossbreeds I could see in the darkness. With my vampiric nature taking over, the beasts on the other side became visible leading me to believe that there were thousands and thousands of them, standing and waiting for an order from their masters. "How many do we have at the watch presently?"
