Drake, Gabriel and Seraphina walked out onto the street, and just as they did they saw a captain walking the street.

“Hey, sonny boy!” He called out to Drake, “Yeh wouldn’t happen to be friends with that odd bunch roaming the streets would yeh?” He asked.

“You mean two tall men with black teeth and a priest in a white cloak?” Drake replied.

“Yes them!”

“I do know them, sir!” Drake replied.

“Well good, cuz yeh got passage on my schooner. But I need a favor from yeh!” He said, “We need the crew to get to the ship safely! So if yeh fellas will, please keep the road clear ‘n protect ‘em all.”

“Yes sir!” Drake said energetically. Instantly, he was extremely happy and relieved. Unfortunately, he was not able to solicit passage, but his friends had been successful! He would eagerly protect these men. Just then, he saw in the distance that chaos was ensuing the streets off in the distance. The bridge that was over the passage to the south pier had collapsed, blinding lights were flashing all throughout the streets, and fire licking the alley. Gavner, Koli, and Mavrik had done their job. This was probably enough to stall them for quite a time, but not enough for the entire crew to ready the ship. There was going to be a struggle. Drake noticed three silhouettes approaching him and his friends.

“Drake!” Gavner called out. “It is great to see you!”

Drake was so relieved to see his friends! It felt like it had been so long since they had actually been together. “I could say the same about you!” He replied, “Prepare yourself, we are going to hold them off here, you go and ensure passage to the schooner for the crew!”

“Very well! Are you ready?” Mavrik replied.

“Absolutely!”

Koli pointed across to the northeast of the dock, on the opposite side of the collapsed bridge.

“You better be boys,” Gavner called, “Because we have got some company!! To the shadows!”

They all fled to the cover of darkness. Drake knew that the crew was secretly traveling through the taverns, but it would have to be all of their jobs to keep the army from reaching the buildings. Instantly, in one large clash, the vampires began attacking. It was as if time itself slowed down for the creatures of the night. Their nature was eerie and interesting, as the world seemed to be at their command. They were nothing but dark streaks, rushing from assailant to assailant, before any could react. They were dead before they even had the chance to look their killers in the eyes.

Drake stood back, ready to heal in case the occasion called for it- he was a healer rather than a fighter. He hadn’t found it in himself yet to take a life, but he had saved many.