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life, he had been surprised by the clan of vampires that had overrun the town. He’d fought with all the strength in his heart. But it hadn’t been enough.

He’d been destroyed. Not broken to pieces as many of his brothers before him, but killed in his human form. That’s when he’d died and become a demon.

Meeting his brothers and finding Surcy had melted his stone heart. They made him human once more.

One of the dark creatures sunk its sharp teeth into his wing. His breath froze in his chest as the being’s poison swam through his blood, and he felt pieces of his soul being torn away. He smacked the creature backwards, but another jumped on his shoulder from behind.

In a rush, they overtook him. They were everywhere. Their teeth broke stone and he could feel their hot poison rushing through him.

A young man with sad eyes appeared within the shadows of the woods. Death. He was a being more legend than truth.

Tristan stopped fighting. There was no choice. No escape now.

Something came crashing through the woods. The animals scattered as a flash of light illuminated the clearing. And there was Surcy, her soul-blade flaming with white light. The dark creatures screamed, scattering from the light.

But she didn’t let them go. She sunk her blade into one after another. Leaping on them. Spinning. Charging. Cutting them to pieces.

Daniel caught his shoulder as he sank to his knees. Feeling empty. There was a touch of pride that his beautiful angel was such a warrior. There was a touch of sadness that the life he had grown to love was now slipping away. And then, nothing.

He grew cold. His stone limbs hardened.

Death moved closer, his pale flesh almost translucent. His piercing golden eyes filled with compassion. He moved unseen through Surcy as she fought.

In a haze, Tristan felt Daniel shaking him, shouting words he couldn’t hear. Daniel's face showed his panic, but Tristan didn't care. He was past caring.

Tristan gazed on Death once more. The young man knelt only inches in front of him, and where he knelt the grass beneath him died.

Tristan nodded. Knowing what was to come.

Tiny wisps of silver light floated up from the dead creatures that now littered the floor. They lit the sky in a display of magic unlike any Tristan had witnessed. And then, the wisps shot toward him, striking him one after another in the chest.

Like bullets, each brought a wave of pain. Blood spilled from his lips, and he cried out. His stone flesh was gone, replaced by his demon one. His wounds were many and severe, painful in a way Tristan had never experienced before.

He gasped, hating the tears that burned his eyes. The wisps continued to fill the sky as Surcy continued her rampage. She had to stop. He would beg her to stop. Whatever she was doing, he preferred death to this pain.

But the words wouldn’t leave his lips.

Daniel’s words were a dull roar in his ears. Desperate, frightened roars.

Death opened his mouth, and a deep but kind voice came to him. “Not today, Tristan. But one day, you’ll be welcomed as a hero to the place of Judgment. Again.” Death rose, a smile on his face. He turned and walked through Surcy. He continued through the woods until he vanished into the trees.

Tristan hit the ground on his side. Warm blood pooled beneath him.

Surcy was suddenly beside him, her glowing sword still in her hand.

“I’m sorry!” she cried. “I’m so sorry. Killing the creatures was the only way to retrieve the pieces of your soul. Breathe for me. I know it hurts, but please, breathe. You’re going to be okay.”

He took in a ragged breath, his gaze filled by her beautiful face. “I—love—you.”

Her eyes widened, and she reached out and stroked his cheek. “Foolish gargoyle.” But there was a tenderness in her voice that filled his heart with hope.

“Where’s Mark and the humans?” Daniel asked.

Tristan didn’t have the strength to turn his head. “Hopefully, safely at the sanctuary.”

Daniel’s voice came, as if from a great distance. “What now?”

And then, everything went dark.

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Mark felt sick as they trekked through the woods. Tristan would be okay. Right? He was a gargoyle. He was strong and powerful and had lived for centuries before his death. Even a dozen of the Shadow Hounds couldn’t kill him.

Right?

“Are we close?” the human woman sounded terrified.

He didn’t blame her.

“We should be there any—“

The air suddenly tingled. He stiffened, but kept going until he moved through the magical barrier. The magic kept beings from teleporting in and out, which should have reassured him, but he never liked the feeling of crossing it. I guess it’s different now that these aren’t my lands.

A few minutes later, they came out into the clearing, and stepped through the second barrier at the same time. A barrier that keeps all with ill intentions out. As the powerful magic washed over him, the clearing shimmered and changed. Where only woods had once been, a massive white structure now stood.

His heart squeezed. He had been so young and naïve the last time he’d been here. More than anything he wanted to hate this place and these people, but he knew he never could.

As they continued walking, vines reached out and stroked him as he passed. White flowers blossomed, a greeting for a friend long gone. He touched the soft petals, the pain in his chest deepening. There was no place like The Sanctuary of the Druids. Nowhere in the world.

He was positive. He’d spent far too long looking for one.

“What is this place?” the woman whispered, her voice filled with awe.

“A sanctuary for the gods,” he told her.

They moved up the dozen pale stone steps, almost entirely overwhelmed by vines. More vines hung from the massive structure, dangling down. They parted at his approach, revealing the inner-sanctuary.

The air was humid. Heavy. In the center of the room a pool of natural water flowed, crystal blue. Illuminating flowers covered the bottom

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