The world spun faster now, its movements dictated by the dark tide of the Red Chalice Cult and the resurgent vampires. To say the world responded would be generous—no, it had been forced into action. Reluctance gave way to urgency, and every continent girded itself for the storm.
In the East, the situation was most dire. The great families and sects scrambled to recall their far-flung warriors, pulling back those who had once been sent abroad to aid other lands. Now, they were needed at home to face the full fury of a species long thought extinct and the zealots who worshipped them.
This was no skirmish. This was war—a real, bloody, soul-crushing war.
