Like a swarm of angry bees, more hunters flooded onto the roof, their weapons aimed at both vampires. Samantha's heart raced as she scanned the chaotic scene before her. She knew she had only seconds to make a decision.
Stay and fight, likely sealing their fate? Or take a leap of faith and trust Marcus to lead them to safety?
Her mind raced as adrenaline coursed through her veins, her hand gripping the hilt of her sword tightly. The air was thick with tension and danger, every sense on high alert.
Samantha could almost taste the metallic tang of blood in the air, a stark reminder of what was at stake.
With a howl of anguish that was equal parts grief and rage, Samantha turned and sprinted for the water tower. Bullets and crossbow bolts peppered the structure around her, but none found their mark. She reached the tower and, without hesitation, dove into the murky water.
