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against Nocturns; he didn’t really like magic. But he was the best vampire fighter in the world. I almost felt sorry for these Rapiers.
    I couldn’t see their faces, but the voices were male. Then Vital moved so fast I didn’t realize he was gone. One second I was crouched low, trying to figure out how much time we had until they reached us, and the next second Vital had snapped the neck of the vampire closer to him, leaving just the other one to be dealt with. Unfortunately, a split second of warning was all the other one needed.
    The vampire did that floating thing where their feet don’t touch the ground and they can move at super speed. I wanted to cry out a warning to Vital that if this vampire got away and warned the others at Locke we were dead, but there was no need for that, either.
    Just as I broke out of my crouch, ready to go after the second vampire, a small body came flying through the air.
    The leaping sneak attack was Sip’s favorite kind. She slammed into the vampire with a sickening crunch and the snapping of strong jaws.
    Vital righted himself.
    Sip wrestled the whimpering vampire to the ground.
    Vital came over and slit his throat.
    I couldn’t see his face, just the long, blond ponytail.
    Breathing hard, Vital turned to check on me, raising his eyebrows in silent question.
    I nodded. Well, of course I was fine. I hadn’t done anything. The vampire reached out as if he was about to pat Sip, then appeared to think better of it. Shrugging, he turned back to me and let out a low whistle.
    “You okay?” I whispered to Sip. The werewolf gave one nod of her head, then turned and trotted away again.
    Where there was one vampire patrol there were probably others. I wondered how long we had until it was noticed that they were missing.
    The horses came at a trot, and I could see that one of them had been chewing the dead grass. Ew.
    We mounted again, and I had the distinct impression that Razor was resigned to having an idiot for a rider. Undaunted by my horse’s opinion, I clucked and set him in motion.
    This time we moved with more caution. I felt better knowing Sip was up in front and that her ears were pristine.
    At one point Vital trotted up to ride alongside me. Leaning over he said, “When did Sip learn how to fight like that?”
    “We’ve been fighting for years,” I whispered back. “She always attacks like that. I just thought it was animal instinct. She also has a lot of brothers.”
    Vital grinned. “That explains it. I bet she can hold her own. It’s a good tactic, since she’s smaller than most of her opponents.”
    “Most?” I asked, smiling.
    Vital grinned.
    “Okay, all her opponents.”
     
    Throughout our ride the mountain that was Vampire Locke had winked in and out of view, and finally we were almost there. It looked cold and silent; there was no sign of life. I saw no demons and no Nocturns watching. The lack of noise scared me.
    Lanca and Vital had told stories of seeing the rock face crawl with demons, but there was no sign of them now, and I realized that silence could be just as scary as battle. I didn’t like the fact that we were apparently going to have no opportunity to read our enemy.
    “You know what happens if we get separated?” Vital whispered to me, again riding up beside me.
    “Run,” I said. “Don’t save you. At least, if it makes you feel better to think we won’t.”
    Vital shook his head. “Lanca didn’t want to use you for this mission,” he said. “She just didn’t have a choice.”
    “I don’t think Sip will leave without you,” I said. “She’s never left a friend behind before. Neither have I.”
    Vital’s expression softened just a fraction, but he remained steadfast. “Lanca would never forgive me if something happened to either of you. She can count on one hand the people she can trust, and three of them showed up in the middle of the night a couple of days ago.”
    I nodded. I knew what he meant.
    “I’m sure Ricky’s