Chapter 392

Loren had taken a fallen vampire's sword. He swung the weapon clumsily, and hopped back and forth, dodging his opponent's blows. Jorick was nearby, his hand gory and a dead vampire at his feet. He turned in time to grab the teen's foe and fling him to the ground. Loren grabbed another chunk of rubble and threw it onto the vampire's head. Though Katelina couldn't hear the crunch, she imagined it as a wave of crimson shot out.