Julien's boots pounded against the uneven floor as he chased right after Kyle's broad back, leaving the white glow of the expensive holy fire far behind them in the main courtyard.
The intense heat of the explosion still lingered on his ruined merchant coat. Still, he did not dare slow down because those two surviving vampire knights were definitely going to call for reinforcements the second they recovered from the blinding flash.
Maya kept checking their blind spots with her daggers drawn to ensure the enemy patrol was not silently dropping from the steep stone rooftops, while Aiden just focused on keeping his footing despite the terrible pain radiating from his healing ribs.
Kyle skidded to a halt in front of a towering stone church at the end of a dead-end road and simply bulldozed his way right through the heavy wooden doors.
