The True Bloods watched as their capital became a desolate city; eerie silence danced through the alleyways as the cold breeze whispered through the empty streets.
Amongst the millions of vampires that crowded the cityscape, only a couple of dozen thousand remained. And before these brave defenders were monstrous abominations that loomed over the blurred horizon.
"Damn, so are we really fighting against these horrors?"
"There's not much we can do other than buy some time."
"Besides, isn't the progenitor still handling that strong woman?"
The elites of the United Defense Army chattered under the oppressive silence as they gazed upon the marching cataclysms that would trample upon their capital.
They were the last military force of the Clan, besides the local garrisons of the fortress cities. Some could consider them the final, strongest army of the vampires.
