The vampire without a throat and the final creature Ran was to face both died about the same time, joining their fallen brothers on the ground, bodies all rapidly aging, rotting away.

“Let’s go,” Randal said, now holding two of the vampire’s swords in his hands, his short sword in its sheath on his back and the long knife at his waist. Clara simply continued the path to the stairwell.

Upon nearing the door, the ninja stopped, throwing a knife at it. The door exploded upon contact, men on the other side yelling orders to stand down and wait instructions.