The horde rushing at all sides for the Car with Darklings surrounding it had become incredible in number. At this point, Adria was practically hitting a vampire with every move he made.
The corpses of the beasts piled up while more vampires continued on their relentless assault. Adria knew that that this rate, they would soon be plucked out by the beasts, but he was betting on the clearing of the crowds before then.
However, unknown to him or the others, Holland had entered a true frenzy for blood. He had slowly become filled with the ecstasy of killing and the showering of blood. He killed and laughed maniacally. At this point, Holland was even making attacks with his injured hand. The intense pleasure he was experiencing from killing had made him numb to the pain from his broken hand or any part of his body.
