Before Niko and Maxwell left, the dragon magic flame advised us not to tell anyone about Sybill or Cedric being the Lord of the Dragon Fire.
"Send word to me once the secret guards report back from Iona" I informed Niko.
"I will. Take good care of Sybill. "He patted my shoulders and they left.
I remained seated in the living room as I racked my brain as to how they could have made vampires. The only way was to inject the soldiers with the blood and lock them up for forty-eight hours without food or the sun. Once the blood was fused, then a new vampire would be born.
"Your thoughts are so loud that they fill the mountain walls" The dragon magic flame snapped me out of my thoughts.
"I am worried "I rubbed my face in frustration. "All these happened under my nose, and I never knew about it."
"You are blaming yourself "It uttered.
"Yes. I am blaming myself. I need to find a solution for this matter. "I nodded.
