The men plundered food and supplies, while the women were dragged out of hiding to be ravaged and abused. Blood and casually discarded corpses littered the streets, like a scene from the apocalypse.
Many begged us to take them in, willing to transform into vampires for it. I chose some promising ones and took them in, and as more and more fled here, I discussed with the other Commanders and decided to shelter them as Blood Servants.
I suspected that perhaps those hateful Heretics were manipulating and participating in this.
At that time, I thought the city was doomed.
I was even prepared to defend the inner city against the mob's assault, but on the third night, a miracle happened..."
The Elder hesitated, uncertain whether to continue spreading the benefaction of that "divine abomination", but Murphy signaled him with a look to keep talking, while Triss beside him was diligently recording the details in her notebook.
