My heart pounded in my chest as I stormed through the hideout, my mind focused on one thing: Elena. The corridors were narrow and dimly lit, the smell of damp and decay assaulting my senses.
Every step echoed ominously, the silence broken only by the occasional distant shout or scuffle. My vampiric senses were on high alert, every instinct honed to detect the slightest threat.
Lydia was by my side, her presence a steadying force. "This way," she whispered, leading me through a maze of passages. Her knowledge of Sydney's lair was invaluable, but I knew this was just the beginning. The real challenge lay ahead.
We turned a corner and came face-to-face with the first wave of Sydney's minions. They were a ragtag group of vampires and humans, their expressions a mix of fear and aggression. Without hesitation, I lunged at the nearest one, my movements a blur.