"The city is under attack!" A captain reported to Gabriel.
Rising from his seat, Gabriel walked towards the edge of the highest room in the keep and saw a hoard of vampires running towards the city gates. The bells tolled at the same time to send an alarm within the city.
From afar, he could spot Brandon on his horse. For a brief moment, he felt as if their eyes met and a smirk danced on the vampire's face.
"How are the defences?" He asked, descending the flight of stairs.
"We have a hundred archers by the wall and around two thousand knights within the city," the captain from earlier reported.
"Who's in charge?" Gabriel enquired.
"You demoted the last general, Your Highness. The new one is yet to be introduced to the soldiers."
Gabriel hissed, realizing the mistake he'd committed. "Let the demoted general take command. Gather every man in the city who can wield a sword. I'm afraid arrows will do little to stop a hoard of vampires."
