The leading vampire, his face a mask of cold fury, gestured towards the bound figures kneeling in the center of the chamber.
"These three have violated our sacred codes. They have hunted indiscriminately, lusting after wanton slaughter and reveling in bloodshed, hopng to mask their actions amidst the recent chaos that have taken over the city." He declared, his voice cutting through the tense silence.
A collective gasp rippled through the room. Whispers erupted, a flurry of speculation and accusations.
Moonstalker's face was a mask of stark terror, his eyes wide with a desperate plea for help. Silax offered nothing but silent observation, focused on his need for information.
The leader's voice rose again, a chilling pronouncement echoing off the chamber walls.
"For such transgressions, the punishment is swift and absolute."
