CAROLINE
"Line up, slaves!" the vampire shouted, cracking his whip. A little further on, a man screamed, arching his back under the terrible blow that cut his skin open. Bubbles began to appear along the wound, and I did my best to contain a shiver.
Acid, Ethan whispered. Sick bastards.
I gritted my teeth. When we're done with Multon, they'll rue the day they didn't kill us.
It was only three PM, but I had already witnessed at least fifteen murders, as well as countless episodes of violence like that.
The face of each of those men and women was burned into my mind, a promise of revenge. No, I wasn't leaving until I'd beaten the s**t out of those assholes.
Ethan and I hid among the crowd, ready to witness the arrival of the vampire king. Just to be on the safe side, I reinforced
