12/02/2026 08:17

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I kicked out at him without looking to see where he was, anything to keep him at a distance. I'd been around a hundred vamps before, but they hadn't affected me like this. It was the face he wore when he killed sometimes, though sometimes when he killed he wore the most joyous expression I ever saw on his face. Disrobe for our audience.

Then stopped. When you think of ritual music, you think of drums, something with a beat to remind us of our hearts, and the ebb and flow of our bodies. I just fought to keep my face blank. The Red Woman is the Aztec phrase for blood.