Piralael wasn’t on Novalis. The assembly had confirmed this using sky-watch, a live satellite image showing the entirety of the island from above which they had then switched over to infra-red. There was one concentrated heat source within the village hall, with everybody gathered, and innumerable spots too small to be human beings that frittered about the island’s forest, but nothing else. There was no other human being on the island beyond those in that room.
Like what you read? Pre-order Orphans of the Dead now. Thomas’s dead eyes followed the vampire as he ran, leaping from rooftop to rooftop through the dark and empty streets. He kept his distance, wary of revealing himself. He wasn’t here to fight with the Champion of Man, who moved in pursuit of very different prey.… Continue reading Orphans of the Dead: Chapter Five