Dark, lush and evergreen, the forest awaited them as it was nestled into the side of the mountain. It was draped by a now seemingly overcast sky, nimbus clouds spreading all over the now less blue sky, a far cry from the earlier bright rays of the sun that threatened to hurt some Vampires who were in their vans before.
One by one, the Vampires stepped out of the line and received a small weapon from the Bureau of Defense members, one of them being Iolathane Durand herself.
Each one found a dagger placed in their hands, not a sword or even a spear—just a simple dagger that lacked any ornate design whatsoever and would have been dull-looking if not for the way the metal sheened.
