Dante panted but looked at Vincent, his eyes out of focus. “He…said that? I don’t think…I thought he was…” he flinched and held his head. “What’s…happening…in the ballroom…did Ana…get there yet…”

Ana nodded and moved to jump on, pulling Alex with her and said softly “it’s alright. I’ll explain later what’s happening” then they took off at a run, Ana holding onto his fur with one hand the other flipping thru the book. “I think there’s a spell in here for something like this…”