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advancing on Julian.
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Sing for me, piccola.Your brother will send aid in advance of his arrival. Be ready for him to use
your sight .
Desari had to be satisfied with that. She began the ancient chant once more as she moved to the window
to be able to see whatever Darius asked of her. Julian looked so alone to her. Standing tall and straight,
the wind whipping his hair around him, his body, so wracked with pain, relaxed and ready for the attack.
Her pride in him grew.
Desari? It was Darius, his voice calm and unexcited as always, filled with complete confidence. He
sounded strong, and close by.Tell me what is wrong with Julian .
Desari continued to sing for Julian but directed her thoughts toward her brother. She had been talking to
him for so many centuries on their private mental path, she divided her attention with ease.He says the
vampire he battled was ancient, that its blood had powerful poison. Julian was wounded but he
will not allow me to strengthen him through feeding. He is too weak to drive out the poison
himself. He waits for you .
You know what I will need, Darius responded.Prepare the bus with the necessary candles and
herbs. Have the scents in the air when we dispose of those who now threaten you. Call to the
others. We will need them to join with us in the healing ritual. Insist that Syndil join, as she has
tremendous healing powers .
Darius broke off the contact with his sister and glided unseen and undetected above the circle of
servants to the undead. Seven. This had indeed been a powerful ancient to sustain so many living dead on
his blood at one time.
Darius felt a deep respect for the Carpathian standing his ground, looking every inch the intimidating
hunter. The fact that he had not manufactured a clean shirt told Darius the extent of Julian's weakness.
Yet even with the pain and weakness, Julian was ready to fight.
Darius dropped out of the sky, shape-shifting as he touched the ground, silently springing on clawed feet
straight at his prey. The large male leopard sank its fangs into the first ghoul's throat, dispatching him with
deadly efficiency. It dropped the body and padded noiselessly toward the next victim. This time the
undead's servant was turned away from him, but the leopard merely vaulted into the branches above his
head, then dropped on the fiend, burying its canines deep, crushing the throat.
Julian watched the abominations creeping toward him, seven strong, in various stages of decay, with the
master dead and no longer sustaining their lives. Then a dark shadow moved behind the tree line, and
Julian caught a glimpse of glossy fur. The large jungle cat quickly dispatched two of the zombies.
Julian let his breath out slowly. These ghouls were tainted with the vampire's infected blood, so it was
more than likely that Darius also would be poisoned from his kills this night. Overhead, clouds were
gathering, dark and ominous, blotting out the moonlight. Lightning began to arc, a strong, fast storm
shrieking through the trees, sending limbs dancing and swaying. Julian knew it was of Darius's making.
One ghoul lurched forward, his burning eyes on the bus and his target. The only thing standing between
him and his goal was Julian. Growling insanely, drooling and slobbering, he moved toward Julian,
showing hideous teeth as he shuffled in close. His huge arms swung clumsily at Julian's head. The hunter
ducked the blows and retaliated with one of his own. The head of the ghoul rocked, and the neck
cracked audibly.
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Julian sprang away to meet the second opponent moving in for the kill. This one swung an ax at him, the
blade missing by a scant few inches. Silently cursing the fact that his arm hung uselessly at his side, Julian
retaliated with a low spinning kick that swept the legs out from under the servant of the vampire. Then he
swiftly delivered the killing blow to the head, crushing the skull just as the third zombie reached him.
Despite its slowness, this monster was strong and cunning. He went for Julian's wounded shoulder,
slamming into him like a charging bull. The pain was excruciating, exploding through Julian with the force
of dynamite. It drove him to his knees before he could find the energy and strength to cut off feeling to the
area. The air burst from his lungs so that he had to fight to breathe; his stomach clenched and knotted,
rolling with nausea.
At once lightning hit his attacker, the bolt driving through the body. Smoke streamed from his mouth and
nose, and his clothes and skin turned black. A ball of orange flame looking like a meteor from space then
struck him in the belly, incinerating the monster, who howled eerily as he turned to ashes. The flames then
jumped from body to body, directed by Darius's hand, dispatching the remaining ghouls with the ease of
a hunter of long experience and at full strength.
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