Chapter 39

It was still night; almost midnight, when Zeidan decided to scan the city since he had been informed that the vampire city had been surrounded by Werecats. Pulling his cloak around him, he checked himself in the mirror and concluded that all was set. He knew his city was on fire but sorting it out with impatience can only cost him his people's lives. The stars were no longer visible and the moon seemed blurred. A perfect time to strike. Transforming into a v-shaped face with a tough-skinned vampire and his eyes turning pure black, he moved out of his room and made for the city alone. He walked past the quiet surroundings of the royal mansion and walked out into the straight road that led to a bridge in the middle of a forest. On that bridge, one could oversee the city. He snorted and gritted his two long canine teeth, ready to attack. Getting to the bridge, he let out his eagle eyes around the perimeter of the city. In one part where a stream passed in between mountain steeps and farth