Chapter 43

The second Krixtyle's legs reset he was on his paws. He grabbed the Nosferat by the robe and wrenched it away from Kandais. It laughed and raised its weapon high then suddenly gave a soft choke. The Nosferat trembled then burst into flames, the dagger now piercing its heart fully. Krixtyle dropped the vampire and the dagger, caught the scent of ghouls to the south and loped off toward them; leaving Batzuga and Kandais behind to watch the Nosferat be quickly consumed by its own fire.

Yasha gave a low moan as her chest finally healed. She was sure one of her breasts were off center, but she didn't have the time to care about it. Conir and Danil were both unconscious on the ground not far from Kandais. Yamone and Waofin had finished with the last few ghouls around them and were motioning for Batzuga to join them.

“Hey, listen chick,” he said to Kandais, “I'm umm... sorry for the kidnapping thing.”