Lovers For The Blood Moon
Then came the monsters, not beasts, not men, somewhere in between.
Claws like knives, eyes like burning oil.
John stepped forward, and shifted.
Not fully, not like before, but enough.
The power crackled through him like fire beneath the skin.
“Hold the line!” he shouted.
The first wave slammed into the barricades.
And the battle for Black Hollow began.
They fought like they had nothing to lose.
Because most of them didn’t.
Sarah moved through the chaos with a blade and the pendant that glowed from her neck, a gift from Saraphina, forged with the last light of the temple flame. It protected her, barely.
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