Gabriel stood over the debris of the remnants of the Mysthaven gate. Up ahead, the vampires stood in formation ready for another attack. Brandon emerged from the ranks marching to the front, his eyes slightly narrowed at the sight in front of him.
"Is this some kind of trick?" He asked no one in particular.
"We're about to find out," Tieron replied, emerging from the ranks to halt his horse beside Brandon's.
Gabriel looked over his shoulder. A better part of Mysthaven was still in ruins. He looked at the window in Elena's room and there she was, staring back at him. Despite the distance, he could tell she was crying.
Turning his gaze away from her, he stared at the ground for a couple of seconds before his golden eyes met with Brandon's.
His hand moved to reach for his sword in the back which made the vampires to be high on alert. Brandon held them with a hand gesture, his eyes never leaving Gabriel's.
