Glen's jaw clenched as his eyes were locked on Ryans. The vampire who got up easily, and without any injuries after Alicia's attack, disclosed some of his game but he felt like it wasn't the most important thing. After all, after he'd let Alister feed on him and seen his wounds heal immediately, he'd had an idea of ββhow resilient a vampire in full control could be.
He glanced sideways at Alister before redirecting his attention to the leader of the Oidhche Warriors. The latter's eyes were dilated and even though his voice sounded calm and composed, the dominant could see the excitement he was holding back at the sight of blood splattered on the floor.
As if reading his mind, Alicia cast a spell and a magical fire of red flames ignited the blood, consuming it entirely. When the last flame was extinguished, all that remained on the ground was a black marble-like slab Glen saw Ryans' features harden.
