The sun of eternal light flickered once, twice, thrice... the light all faded, and the evening sun shone its orange hue on the city of light.
The Vampires, although confused as to why their plans were pushed forward, did not hesitate to throw off their pilgrim attire and launch a full-scale attack on the Avians as soon as the lights dimmed. They surged forward, a tide of dark figures whose movements were both graceful and deadly. Their eyes glowed like embers in the fading light, and their fangs gleamed as they let out war cries that split the air.
Flora just stared at the woman's head rolling in front of her. "Sis...ter..." the woman weakly rasped as her eyes went blank. It was pure chaos around her, but she could not hear any of it. Her only focus was the head that lay there lifeless, caught in the brutal surprise attack.
