Dante was the first to move.
His shadows swirled around him, dark and hungry, as he stepped over the threshold and into the office. His eyes swept across the destruction, the overturned desk, the scattered papers, the black blood on the walls, and settled on the hole in the floor where the worm king had disappeared.
"He's escaping," Dante said, his voice low and controlled.
King Orin appeared beside him, his golden eyes gleaming. "Then we go after him."
Count Vladimir nodded, his pale face set with determination. "If he escapes, who knows how many offspring he will produce? They will come back. They will harm more children."
Alpha Ryker growled low in his throat. "Then we make sure he doesn't escape."
The warriors moved into action. Dante's shadows stretched down into the hole, searching, seeking. King Orin shifted into his serpent form, his scales gleaming in the dim light. Count Vladimir raised his hand, summoning his vampire knights.
