Knives and daggers were drawn out. The blood vow was something sacred and left behind years ago by generations when values mattered the least and power the most. Yet it prevailed because of its sacrality.
Since it was Salvador who had proposed the idea, he was the first one who had pierced a line on his hand and let the droplets fall into a makeshift fire that they had started on the terrace.
Next was Samuel who repeated the same steps followed by Adrian and Giovanni. Matvey and vincenzo cuts on their palm at the same time but it was the Russian who let the droplets fall into the first.
"I vow," all of them said at once in harmony, "to never The alliance. If done, I would accept the penance."
Everyone watch the fire as it roared, like it was understanding everywhere and the heavy meaning that it had in it.