Few of the humans present looked comfortable after Loman declared himself and everyone else present sinners for surrendering to save their lives.
Germot looked like he'd swallowed an insect, and that the greatest struggle of his life had arrived in the form of a stomach that wanted to empty itself on the stone floor in front of the powerful vampire.
Roseen's face had gone deathly pale, but inside her chest, something else was welling up and threatening to burst forth, and unlike the sickly looking Head Priest, it wasn't her dinner.
"He thinks we're sinners for not wanting to die?" Roseen hissed, barely able to keep her voice to a whisper as she clenched her fist hard enough for her fingernails to bite into her palms. "For wanting our families to live?"
