Howls mixed with agonized whimpers called out into the night as the lightning struck three of the wolves, scrambling their insides but, as if for the purpose of overkill, lighting their fur on fire. The other wolves scampered away, tails tucked between legs. Now it was just Ky, Juno, the smell of cooking wolves, and the mansion looming ominously in the distance.

Mikkish saw the vampire staring at him, and Mikkish stared right back. There was supposed to be a cult here, but it was a mage cult and Mikkish, as understood where Mikkish was from, vampires couldn't perform magic at all.

"Who are you, and what do you know about the cult?" He said "Vampire."