The past came for me with fangs and claws and hate…
My Vampires raced the darkness to save me from the light.
I fought Corvina's sire. Fought the Wolves, and the cold...but there's one thing I can't fight any longer.
The truth of who I am.
With teeth and savagery I face down death itself.
Nothing can take me from them...not now.
As I take the final stance, can I save my Sinful?
Or will I succumb to darkness after all?
