Attack

"Are we all ready?" asked Freya as she looked at the witches holding weapons and standing in a line waiting for her orders.

They were holding sharp blue and silver daggers, swords and crossbows with arrows. Everyone was covered with Beryllium. A small attack and the vampire would die easily.

Who knows they might even beg for their death rather than suffering for long. A smirk formed on her face with that thought when the witches nodded.

"Then I want all of you to face them with courage and kill them without hesitation. They are weaker this time. They would not be able to stand our attack." Her words brought new courage in the crowd as they all screamed behind her that the vampires would die miserably tonight.

She smiled as she nodded.

"What are we waiting for? Why had we not started our attack yet?" asked a witch when another signaled her to be silent but Freya had already heard her.