The words of Princess Aurelia still lingered in the air when something suddenly moved across the clearing.
A shadow burst forward from the edge of the cavalry ranks.
It happened so fast that most of the Moonshade family barely saw the moment it began. One second the armored soldiers were standing in formation beside their horses, and the next second a dark figure sprinted across the ground like a blade cutting through the night.
The man moved with terrifying speed.
His boots barely seemed to touch the ground as he rushed toward the Moonshade vampires. The long cloak behind his armor flapped violently in the wind of his movement. Mana flowed around his body like a storm that refused to calm.
Several of the Moonshade members stepped back in alarm.
Zenaya instinctively moved closer to her blood owl.
Elder Rivik raised one hand cautiously.
"Wait."
His voice came out rough as he forced himself to remain calm.
"We did not start this fight."
