42AftermathConn O’Cuinn sat on the battleground surrounded by the corpses of well over a thousand vampires. The rays of morning sun eased over the land, beating the darkness away, each body in its path started to smolder. Soon the whole field would be lit with the fiery remains of the Leeches.
It filled him with so much joy that for a moment, he felt he would cry out rather than hold it inside.
He didn’t remember much of the battle. It was almost with regret that he felt the change come over him. He remembered looking out through blood-red eyes, and the overwhelming buzzing of bestial energy surging through his body. For a little while, he’d been able to stand back and observe, just long enough to see the fear in the eyes of the vampires closest to him as they realized what their fates w
