139. Vameer
Vameer
Dread drops from somewhere above, landing with a thud beside me.
“Kill him?” I ask about Tosa’s druid.
“Not yet,” he grits out and pulls his ax free.
I send out a pulse of power, avoiding my friends, canceling out the gravito the guards are trying to direct our way.
Uncle Frio wraps his arms around a guard bigger than him, then jumps to us.
When he stops, he releases his hold on the guard.
The vampire doesn’t blink. Or move.
Because Uncle Frio froze him solid.
I grin at my uncle. “I knew I liked you.”
“Don’t be dumb.” Uncle Frio snorts. “You love me.”
Without a word of warning, Dread’s ax crackles with magic as he swings it straight down. Through the top of the vampire’s head.
The guard shatters. But not before Dread’s magicked ax slices through his heart.
I look to the druid. “That still work to kill him? Even though it’s not a dagger.”
Dread smirks. “With my magic.”
Gold flashes above us.
We look up.
Outlined against the moonlit sky is a massive portal.
What looks to be thirty or more vampires drop through.
The portal disappears as Dread lifts his hand.
His jaw flexes, anger clear in his expression. But he doesn’t lower his hand. He twists it.
A new portal swallows five of the guards before they can all disperse.
At the same time, another portal opens, dropping another dozen guards.
These new ones are smart.
They jump. Straight for us.
Something else whistles through the air, exploding against a tree to the east. A crack warns of the tree falling.
Another whistle and explosion on our other side. And that shitty cabin catches fire.
I pull two daggers as approximately fifty vampires slam to the ground around us.