*storm's POV*

"Holy shit! I thought they all die with their master?" I asked out of fustration, we had some visitors who are not willing to relent.

My sword cut through the two at the front. Hermes and castor rushed to my side and fought alongside. Emily knelt beside a warrior, her hands pressed to his throat, the healing chant filling our minds as we fought. Scott took castor's place, and the sight of him whipped the vampires into a killing frenzy.

Hermes staggered back, several deep cuts on his chest and face. Scott leapt the distance between us to cover him, taking great sweeping cuts with his sword. When...