Witch

The vampires had inched closer to the mansion. Kilmontor and the Hounds stood in front of the gates. But he knew the night demon knew that the best hopes for him were the clouds to depart and Damascus putting the spell again. The demon Kilmontor was humbled as he looked at Damscus and hoped he would be put in his protection spell as well. But, again that was more of a dream than a reality.

The vampires now stood in front of the gate and faced the demon. they thirsted for his blood and he could feel it in his bones. The vampires opened their fangs and sneered at the demon. Damascus immediately put up a night spell to turn the lights on in the house. He had to do that as they were enveloped in complete darkness.