((..... the Vampire Tanks hadn't even begun fighting yet! But oh well. As Allen is dead, we'll assume the Enclave was run over.))
Dresden stopped, sniffing the air. A familiar scent. Magnus. So the old man was still alive, eh? It had been long, and nothing made Dresden happier than knowing that his sire would be here to witness the end of SOLDIER. Halting upon a rock outcropping, Dresden turned, grinning brightly. "I'm not the pup I once was, Magnus. I can smell you in those woods." Secretly, Dresden felt a bubble of pride rise within himself for having been able to detect his master, who had once eluded him so. He well remembered trying constantly to notice Magnus in repeated excercise. Finally, Dresden had caught up.