#Chapter 130: Mark of the Beast

Almara’s Pov We manage to escape on the outskirts of town. We interweaved in and out of alleys, kept a low profile, and moved quick on our feet. A few times passersby stopped and lingered to give us a hard stare, but ultimately gave up. Somewhere along out route, I came to the realization the reason the vampires are plundering in society and could never defeat us in battle is they lack one of the most vital assets of what it means to be a community: unity. Sure, the vampires hate us simply because of who we are but how many are willing to put forth the effort in fighting us? Who here will risk dying simply out of honor for their community? I don’t mean to be cocky, but if ay of these soulless blood sucks came to our town, there would be no chance for them. Perhaps, the moon goddess is finally giving us some grace gen the trials we just endured. We’re finally at the home stretch now. We keep a steady pace treading through dead grass to the end of the vampire borders. The last per