CHAPTER XXXII

“Kill them all,” Emily orders, and the wolves attack.

Elma swings the sword left and right slashing the werewolves that come close, she displays excellent fighting prowess making their assailants look like amateurs.

Emily grabs Samuel’s leg and slams him against a coffer.

She pulls out a gun and begins to shoot at the sphinx, “Die, die…die” she says as she empties the cartridge on Samuel.

Emily’s eyes turn black with rage and she turns her attention to Elma who is handling herself well.

Rachael hides behind the counter, her heart races with fear as Elma tries her best to fight off the werewolves but she knows the vampire will not be able to hold out for long.

She doesn’t know what to do.

I can’t remain here.

She opens a drawer and sees it; the dagger that started it, its name fresh in her memory like the fear that courses through her body like a stream of blood.

Nightmare.

There is a gun beside the dagger. She picks up both and the timing cannot be any better.

A werewolf drops on th