âIn order to protect the children, we refrained from fighting back and focused on defending them to avoid any ambushes.
Unfortunately, this emboldened the vampires, who then launched relentless attacks, resulting in the chaos weâre currently dealing with.
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Rage surged within me upon hearing this news.
The calamity was undoubtedly caused by the children.
Yet, I knew now was not the time for blame.
Our immediate focus was on ensuring everyoneâs safety and repelling the cursed vampires.
Settling scores could wait for another time.
Calebâs POV:
To ensure my childrenâs safety, I positioned Elena and Dylan securely behind me.
The other guards formed a protective circle on both sides, enveloping us in their defensive stance.
The moon illuminated the sky, casting a silver glow over the night.
The treesâ shadows danced under the streetlights, while the stars shimmered like scattered pearls in the velvety darkness.
Amidst the enchanting beauty of the night, a gruesome massacre unfolded.
The vampires launched fierce attacks, their agility surpassing that of us werewolves.
The night belonged to them, leaving us at a distinct disadvantage, particularly as we remained focused on protecting the children, forcing us into a defensive position.
Each guardâs death filled me with profound grief, a sense of heaviness akin to suffocating under dark clouds.
Continuing in this manner was futile.
With the night stretching endlessly ahead, our numbers wouldnât hold until dawn.
We needed to find a solution to this predicament.
I scrambled for a solution, locking eyes with the guards and gesturing towards the road.
They immediately grasped my meaning.
Amidst battling the vampires, we withdrew towards the parked vehicles on the road.
If victory wasnât attainable, our only option was to escape.
Continuing the battle under these conditions would only result in more casualties-preserving the guardsâ lives was paramount.
Thud!
Another guard fell with a dull thud.
Like those before him, he was swiftly attacked by several vampires, who drained his blood with alarming speed.
When the vile creatures finally withdrew, we were greeted by his pallid lips, lifeless eyes, and the bloodied wounds on his neck.
Before we could begin to mourn, another guard, caught off guard, was thrown by a vampire, his skull colliding with a stone.
He perished instantly, his eyes frozen in shock.
âHaha!â
With haughty laughter, the vampires exulted in their supremacy.
Mockingly, they taunted, âSo this is the might of your worldâs werewolves.
We arrived in larger numbers, fearing your strength against our fallen kin.
Yet, it appears our concern was unwarranted.
You are nothing more than food for us.
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