Chapter 25 Descent into Madness

25.1: Viadimir's Darkest Hour

The moon hung low, its crimson glow bathing the ruined battlefield in an eerie light. The air was thick with the scent of blood, a mixture of wolf and vampire alike. The war had been won-but at what cost?

Vladimir stood atop the ruined steps of the ancient cathedral, his cloak billowing in the cold wind. His once-pri

            
            

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