Dante smelled the blood and he looked up, seeing the pain on his face. Then the pain hit Dante, and he went white. His worst nightmare. 

[i]Ana…she’s been hit…I can feel it…no…I have to help her…she needs me…[/i] 

Dante tried to stand, his eyes dull as he said “Ana…I have to…she needs me…”

The Lord and Duke saw Ana fall and Grant yelled “Lady Ana!” Ana felt like she was falling but never landing. The pain was so intense. It had been a long time since she had felt pain like this. 

The lone figure dropped the gun and tried to run but the book suddenly flashed and shadows shot out, grabbing him and slamming to the ground. Holding him here for the witch’s wolf to carry out revenge.