Bab 393: The Mission III

"We will kill him right?" Miriam asked, as they stepped out of the camp, and turned around to look at it again, reliving what they had seen in there. 

"We need to. He is evil. Why will a sane man work with a vampire? Is he crazy?" Olivera just couldn't understand the foolishness, no matter how much she tried. Why would one make a deal with an almost eternal wickedness? Had he no fear for his life, for his family? 

"I think he is crazy. Evil-y crazy. But that's by the way. What are we going to do now?" 

Olivera looked around the camp, and spat in disgust. "We will burn it down. We will burn it until it's nothing but dust. We will eradicate this curse from the face of the earth." 

Miriam couldn't agree less, but then she remembered that the ancients might have use for the materials in there.