A distant roar drifted through the barred windows, sinking into Lydia's stupor. It didn't sound much like anything she would remember, but in her core she knew who the sound belonged to. Still, Milas gripped her soul without even touching her. Could she shake herself out of it before the unthinkable happened?<br/><br/>--<br/><br/>"There's something different about him." Vlad spoke with a stern gaze, staring out over the battlements of the castle Lydia was held captive, and Milas ruled from. Shenyo was just across the downed drawbridge, a practical army of vampires flooding across it and over him like a wave. "Look at his form." Vlad used his hand to mimic his movements, narrowing his eyes as another noble's head was removed from his shoulders. "It's sloppy. No grace at all."<br/><br/>"Is he too beneath you? Is that why you stay safe up here?" A feminine voice softly mocked from the shadows. A trace of long pink hair could be seen in one of the few shafts of moonlight.<br/><br/>Vlad did not react to her words, and instead continued to move his hand to match what Shenyo was doing. "He isn't even trying to avoid getting hit. There's almost as much of his blood on the ground as theirs. Almost." Shenyo's claws ripped through the belly of a screaming woman, before tearing her straight in two and immediately reacting to the next.<br/><br/>"He is an interesting one. I didn't think demons were real?" The voice laughed softly, echoing against the cold stone walls. She mused. "I've heard his stories and reports. I thought his ears were orange? Or was it red?"<br/><br/>Vlad paused, trying to focus through the flickering of flames and shadows. Shenyo's ears had definitely been a mix of orange and red. There was red blood on them, some nicks and cuts here and there that healed far faster than he remembered, but they were black. Completely black. And his eyes were beginning to glow a soft red. "We'll lure him in. Tell Milas. I know he won't like it, but we'll need his help for this." Those lesser vampires were barely better than humans. He still hadn't heard back from any commanders out in the city. Everything was falling apart, and everyone was too focused on Shenyo to notice how hard the rebels were hurting them.<br/><br/>She didn't give him a response as he pondered these facts. "Sakura?" He asked with more impatience, looking towards the shadow she had been skulking in. Even as he turned he realized that he too had been distracted. Sakura had slipped behind him.<br/><br/>"Sorry my darling. I think now is a good time to go do my own thing." Her lips pressed against his neck gently. When he tried to turn her hand tore through his back, catching his heart and crushing it in an instant. A silken black cloak with that long pink hair slipped into another shadow, and eventually away from the whole ordeal.<br/><br/>--<br/><br/>Shenyo let out another bloodthirsty roar as he reached the gates, claws slamming into the massive doors and shaking them so violently that the mooring was starting to come undone. The entire castle shook slightly from the impact of the frenzied beast. He could barely hear his own thoughts, as those of another were on the brink of taking over entirely. To his surprise, the gates began to open of their own accord. Despite his rage it would have taken time to break through them, and that logic brought his mind back slightly. Someone was helping him?