Chapter 38 - 13

The survivors of the devastating attack, their ranks decimated by the overwhelming power of the divine sword, found themselves reeling from the sheer magnitude of the assault. The warriors who had managed to escape the lethal strike were left shaken, their spirits faltering in the face of the unprecedented force unleashed by Hef's newfound godlike abilities.

As the dust settled and the echoes of the battle lingered, the surviving warriors, their numbers drastically reduced, gazed upon the fallen comrades who had bravely fought alongside them. The toll of the conflict weighed heavily upon them, the loss of their fellow warriors a stark reminder of the perilous stakes they faced in their struggle against the ascended vampire.

In the wake of the devastating onslaught, the survivors stood amidst the wreckage of their once formidable force, their resolve tested by the harrowing ordeal they had endured. Though their numbers had been greatly diminished, the survivors knew that they could not yield to despair, for the fate of the supernatural world still hung in the balance.

With a heavy heart, the remaining warriors steeled themselves for the daunting task that lay ahead. Their wounds, both physical and emotional, served as a grim reminder of the relentless darkness that threatened to engulf their world. Yet, despite the overwhelming odds, they refused to abandon their cause, their determination unyielding even in the face of such devastating loss.

The survivors, their spirits tempered by the crucible of battle, knew that they had to press on, for they were the last bastion of hope against the encroaching forces of darkness. With heavy hearts and unwavering resolve, they prepared to continue their fight, knowing that they carried the burden of their fallen comrades' legacy as they ventured forth to confront the looming shadow of a vampire god.