SCARLET’S POV

I was not sparing anyone. I slash their throats with my sword and leave them to go through a slow death. No time for negotiations. They all must feel the pain that my Chamlee was going through.

The sight of the enemies begging for mercy and gritting their teeth gave me some sort of satisfaction. It could not qualify for what was done to my Chamlee but seeing them helpless was great in the least.

I swung around the battlefield, killing them in their numbers, avenging my Chamlee.

Their cries and wailing filled the air.

My soldiers with vampire blood were not showing any mercy either. They tore...