Chapter 301: Powerful Progeny (Part One)
Blood dripped from Zedya’s darksteel fighting gauntlets as she threw herself at the white-furred nightmare that had arrived to reinforce the column of soldiers attacking Nyrielle’s people. Her movements were stiff and clumsy and without heavy use of Mist Walker Dance, she wouldn’t have been able to stay upright to keep fighting against the savage vampire before her.
At first, Zedya’s strategy of keeping Captain Lennart and his men out of the battle worked brilliantly. Because the only people around her were enemies, Zedya was able to move freely without concern for how her movements might impact her allies. In her mind, even the Golden Eyed soldiers who had fallen under her spell were expendable as long as they kept the battle from reaching the people she had promised to protect.
When the hastily assembled barricade on the east doors failed, Zedya led the remains of her spellbound soldiers in a fresh charge against more than twice their number in fresh soldiers. These new arrivals had been hastily pulled from their beds and unlike the first wave she faced, it was much easier to sow disarray among the disorganized reinforcements.
Even though her spellbound soldiers were outnumbered two to one, she was able to make up for the gap with her strength, speed, and most importantly precision that transcended human limits.
All of that changed when a white-furred vampire charged into the hall.
The newly arrived vampire had a lithe, powerful build and stood head and shoulders taller than any of the other members of the Golden Eyed clan in the room. His simple sleeveless tunic and breeches in a room full of armored soldiers spoke of either supreme confidence in his fighting ability or the extreme haste with which he rushed to join the battle. Given the number of victory rings set in his pointed ears, Zedya was inclined to believe it was the former more than the latter.
Though his fur had been white since birth, Savis was still the oldest of Hamdi’s progeny and the powerful, bloody aura he radiated when he stormed into the room momentarily stilled the fighting.
"Who dares to attack our Master in his own fortress?" Savis snarled, his golden eyes searching the crowd. He’d rushed here as soon as he felt Hamdi invoke a Blood Pledge to draw on his strength but from the carnage he found on the floor above the place he felt his master, things were much worse than he feared.
"It’s you!" The white-furred vampire roared in rage, lifting a common footman’s flail in his hand and charging at Zedya faster than she could get out of his way. The heavy darksteel ball at the end of the flail spun in a blur before Savis brought it crashing down toward Zedya’s head.