Cindy carried Tara on her back, breaking through a window, and made her way inside with Tara on her back. Blood covered the walls. Night creatures and vampires' bodies strewn across the floor, all dead.
"The night creatures with red eyes mean business," Tara said as Cindy rushed through the halls, her blade legs clinking against the floor.
"I can tell," Cindy said, tracking a specific smell.
"Can you find her?" Tara asked.
"Not yet," Cindy said, her breath visible as it left through her fangs. "Bitch is good at fucking hiding."
"I can tell," Tara said, holding onto Cindy's back. "Can you sense her close then?"
"Yes," Cindy said, growling, her fangs grew, and a faint glow came from her mouth. "We're almost there. She's just ahead."
"Let's get the bitch," Tara said, changing how she held her staff.
"Agreed," Cindy said as she stormed through the halls, and more and more blood covered the floor in a large, forming pool. Cindy's bladed steps were splattering blood with every leap. Close ahead, the two could hear a woman screaming and creatures being slashed apart. Tara lifted three charms from her pocket and tossed them in the air; daylight energy carried them off into the castle and out the broken windows.
"Up there, Carmilla is up there!" Tara said, her eyes sharp with unfiltered rage. She knew what had to be done.
"Kill her, and that is one less threat," Cindy said as she lunged up the upcoming stairs. Carmilla's screams are growing louder.
"And those we love will be safe," Tara agreed.
"Sounds like fun," Cindy grinned. At the entrance to the large room, Tara slid off Cindy's back as she stopped. A woman with pale skin, white hair, and hauntingly bright blue eyes with blood-red sclera stood among a floor pooling with blood and the chopped-up remains of night creatures. She wore a red dress, holding a red sword in her hand. Carmilla.
"Oh," Carmilla said as she turned to Tara and Cindy. "Is that Tara? The runaway forge master of Dracula?"
"Did I ever claim to be loyal to him?" Tara asked, condescending as she spun her staff. She began to make her way towards Carmilla. "Besides, I create day creatures. Not night creatures."
"I see," Carmilla said, licking some blood off her hand. "So you work with humans and the church then? Is that why you are here?"
"Hell no," Tara said.
"The embodiment of daylight sent us," Cindy said. That title made Carmila freeze. She knew what that name brought death to anyone who served it and resulted in death. Carmilla looked at Cindy, finally seeing what was around her neck.
"You are the day executioner, aren't you?" Carmilla asked, taking a single step away in true fear.
"She sent us to kill you," Tara said, aiming her staff at Carmilla. "And you will pay for turning my Tanya, and torturing her for all those years before she escaped you."
Carmilla went for Tara, aiming to strike her before she could make a move. Cindy was faster. And sliced off Carmilla's arms.
"How pathetic," Cindy said, her bones and skin crackling and reshaping. She stood up, taking on Carmilla's form. When she spoke, it was Carmila's voice coming out. "Did you really think you would get the world? You scheme, but can't help and overreach."
"It's sad, really," Cyndy said in her form as Carmilla. Then her bones and skin began to crackle and change. Taking on the form of a young woman. Pale skin, ginger hair, reddish orange eyes, dressed in a dark blue dress with a black sheer covering. Her voice changed to match her new form. "You took advantage of poor Lenor, A good heart for more peaceful actions to keep the peace."
"Poor girl was so promising, truly," Cindy said in the form of a young vampire named Lenore. Then her body began to crackle again and change. Her hair turned black, her skin grew to a pale tan, and her eyes shifted to a deep blue, almost like the ocean. Her dress shifted to a sort of military uniform in Styria colours. Her voice shifted into an accent that was a little thicker than Carmilla's and Lenore's. "Morana, a strategist who had a life in mind for her and her beloved partner Striga."
"It's disappointing, to be honest," Cindy spoke in her form of Morana. Then she turned back to her original form. Her voice returned to its original. "Now, the three so-called sisters of yours are all receiving a merciful gift from the embodiment herself. A charm that no one can remove once it is placed. All three are receiving the message. They will never set foot near Adrien Tepes with the intent to harm him, or they will die."
Cindy looked Carmilla in the eye as Tara rushed to take the kill. Carmilla tried to attack even without arms attached to her body. Tara swung her staff upward, making contact with Carmilla's jaw, shattering it as the upper half of Carmilla's head was sent flying. Carmilla didn't have time to scream from anger or frustration. Electricity covered Carmilla's body. Cindy covered Tar's body with her own like a cocoon, protecting her from the blast. The electrical blast engulfed the room, destroying that portion of the castle.
"Well," Cindy began, looking around the room when the electricity simmered down. "That wasn't what I thought this would end in."
"Neither did I," Tara said. "Let's get out of here before Isaac comes here looking to kill us."
"That would be a wise choice," Cindy said, then roared, creating a portal back to the castle, overhead of the forest around it.
"Let's get home," Tara said as she and Cindy jumped through the portal. Cindy grabbed Carmilla's skull as she followed Tara. The two fell through the air into the trees below. Cindy landed first with a harsh thud, her body embedded into the earth. Tara fell, catching herself on a branch with her staff and swinging her way through the trees to the ground.