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man, spiraled down to the ground, and formed into the figure of a tall man. Finally, the bats melted away revealing a stranger to Danthea. The vampire was tall, well-muscled, and with a face pitted and ruined from battle. His eyes glowed an angry, hungry red. His mouth was a thin circle of lips that the white-haired man knew could rosebud out into a pit of teeth, ready for feeding.
    It was sheer will on the man’s part that the master vampire didn’t take him then. A tenuous touch of mancy kept the vampire in check.
    You have people to cull? The vampire asked in more thought than anything else.
    The white-haired man motioned to a log cabin on the coast. “You can start here.”
    The vampire floated toward the house. When he reached the Welsh home, he found the door unlocked.