The wind of the Great White North blew hard between the mountains, whipping up swirls of snow that made it impossible to see more than a few meters ahead.
At the top of one of those mountains, hidden behind a wall of rock and ice, was a narrow crack that any traveler would have taken for a simple cave.
Beyond the crack, steps carved into the stone descended into a dark tunnel that led to the catacombs, the place the vampires had made their home.
The entrance suddenly lit up with a white flash.
And an instant later, Dalia and Lily fell to their knees in the snow.
The teleportation stone shattered in Lily's hand and turned to dust, which the wind carried off before she could even close her fingers.
Neither of them said anything at first.
Lily breathed with difficulty as she stared at her empty palm, still trying to take in the fact that they had managed to escape.
Then she looked up at Dalia.
