Liam stood alone in the narrow passage, watching the last traces of his companions disappear deeper between the mountains. The sound of hooves had already grown faint, swallowed by the twisting stone walls ahead. Tatiana was gone. Agatha, Mary, Irina and Gregor were gone. Leonid had gone with them too, his body fully recovered after drinking Liam's blood. That was exactly what Liam had wanted.
They had enough distance now.
He no longer needed to worry about anyone getting caught in the middle of the fight.
Liam slowly turned his attention back toward the Gargoyles.
The atmosphere changed instantly.
