Since becoming a Vampire, there were times I didn't like Kaniji. She persecuted me out of jealousy and was the epitome of the mean girl. But seeing her broken like a cartoon caricature was a terrible sight. Despite being my sworn enemy, Kaniji had come to my aid every time I needed her.
I knelt beside her. "Is she…going to make it?"
"These are not mortal wounds," Tony said.
"We need to feed her," I said. "She's going to need our blood."
Tony sliced through his wrist and bled into her parted lips. Frank and Cyrene quickly did the same. Some of Kaniji's pain seemed to recede, and she began to moan in agony. I raised my wrist to feed her, but Tony stopped me.
"You've lost too much already," Tony said. "You both need to feed and rest."
I gnawed my lip. "We'll get her home. We did well today, but we need to do better. I knew the Elders didn't know how to fight, but what they throw at us and how they bend us could wipe us out in seconds."