Chapter 52: He Flew

The next afternoon, the castle was in a total bloodbath. Everywhere Regin went, his brother followed; the two of them decorated the magnificent palace walls with red and black bloods of demons and vampires alike. Mainly, it was he who eliminated anyone on sight. Since they were in the palace and serving Fragor, they were guilty, he decided.

A fragment of their hostility was enough reason to kill them.

Fragor must have thought the sun and the runes would be enough to stop him. He might not be wrong under ordinary circumstances.

Poor Magnus gasped like a dying fish whenever they took shelter after walking under the sun. The multiple layers of cloaks were not enough to protect a vampire from the burning ray of light. And, his brother was a quite powerful vampire himself though he did not have extra powers.

Reign stood in the sunlight, draped in a single layer of a cloak, as his mental threats spread wide. Demons and sorcerers, hired by Fragor, screeched loudly. Most did not even reco