The growl
of disgust mixed in with the snarl of anger from the just aroused gypsies. For
a long moment the two camps did nothing more than shriek. The vampires spit
with dry mouths trying to get rid of the horrid taste of dead flesh and the
gypsies try to get their wits back. It was unimaginable that a vampire could be
so stupid. Feed from a zombie? What?
Anger is
the only real emotion a vampire can feel and their anger was blood red. “Destroy
these animals!” was the mental signal Agros sent to his nest. Quicker on their
feet than any zombie could be the hunters attacked their prey again, this time,
not with open mouths but claws that ripped into the zombies, tearing bodies
into pieces of putrid flesh.
A green and
blackened liver explodes into goblets of gelatinous rot. Bones with rotten
flesh still attached are used to club and break open the hairless skulls. Guts
became whips in the hands of the demons beating the younger ones with their own
innards. Brains are scooped up and thrown to burn in the fire. A horror of gore!
But the
zombie gypsies are many.
(To Be Continued.)
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