SHADOW

Present Time,

The next few weeks did not go by in a blur.

Everyone except Zeda was acutely aware of this.

The lair was now filled with Scriers from all over and no one hardly had any privacy.

The lair was a huge space, in a huge unconceivable ground, with the earth going for miles as its allocation. But it was built like a cave, and it had many proportions, given for various purposes.

There were eight portions regarded and built to resemble temples, one for each Leader and the last and biggest was where the Water of Purification was preserved.

Other parts were used for residential and combat purposes.

Zeda saw it as a bonding of some sort by the overflowing mass of people and never could she have guessed what was going on outside the lair.

‘Who could have?’

Two Vampires had suddenly lost control of themselves and their powers and had begun fighting in the heart of South Adabbon, taking down buildings and setting vehicles ablaze.