said the leader, obviously ignoring his smirk. “I am Azrael of The Order of the Dragon. And these are my brothers: Gaereth,” he gestured to the on the right, “and Caedmon” he pointed to the one on the left. “We have been sent here to destroy you and all of your order.” “Really?” said Anton, jumping to his feet. Gaereth and Caedmon stirred but didn’t rush him. “Are you prepared to die?” asked Azrael, before taking a drink from his goblet. Before Anton could answer, Azrael spit the fluid into his eyes. Anton felt a sudden blinding pain, as if his eyes were on fire. He covered his face with his hands and fell to his knees. Azrael turned to Gaereth and said, “Take him out over the ocean and kill him.” Gaereth nodded and grabbed Anton by the collar. Anton still could not see, but he felt himself being lifted off the ground. Then he felt as if he were flying. As the wind increased, the air and Anton suddenly got much colder. He fought the searing pain and forced his eyes open. Gaereth held him fast and they rose several hundred feet above the pier. As Gaereth starting flying away from the shore, Anton noticed a large knife strapped to his captor’s leg. In a spit second, Anton grabbed the knife from its scabbard and slashed Gaereth’s throat. Jets of blood sprayed mercilessly as Gaereth let him go, putting his hands around his throat in a futile attempt to stop the bleeding. Then they both started to fall. Gaereth was so preoccupied with his wound that he continued to fall until he crashed into the ocean and sink below the dark waves. Anton caught himself in mid-air and glided down to the boardwalk. Although not a flier himself, he did know how to keep from splatting on the ground. He descended like a flying squirrel. When Anton touched down, the remaining two vampires were waiting for him. Azrael threw away his glasses and the goblet. His eyes were bright red as he turned to Caedmon and said, “Kill him!
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