"..."
Ravena's forehead twitched, a vein pulsing visibly as her rage boiled over. Without a word, she spun around and kicked the short vampire lackey square in the chest, sending him flying back to where he came from.
"Hey! What the hell was that for? Ow—damn it!" the little guy yelped, collapsing onto the floor with a groan.
The entire Genesis Biotech North America headquarters was now a minefield of traps. Ravena stood glaring at the building in front of her, fury radiating off her in waves with nowhere to go.
She'd already lost a good number of her vampire underlings—there was no way she was backing down now.
"Follow me! We're going in!" she barked, her voice sharp and commanding. Whatever was inside, she swore she'd crush it to dust.
The rest of the vampire crew was just as pissed. Their faces twisted with rage, eyes glowing with bloodlust. The thirst for revenge was thick in the air.
