Draco stood atop a low hill near the ruined palace, but far from the sight of the warrior queen and her men, he watched with a dark glint in his eyes as they gaped at the majestic being that soared above them.
A small horde of vampires with bright red eyes stood behind him, awaiting his signal for them to attack.
Zamiel his right-hand man stood beside him, hands crossed behind his back as his dark red eyes narrowed to the humans his gaze was fixed on.
"Dispatch half of the men to Saba Empire, lay it to wastes, bring her handmaiden alive then the rest of you, proceed ahead and give them a taste of adrenaline. Leave the queen alive, the final kill shall be mine."
