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Cassandra’s Power ever more. Cassandra leaned in and whispered into the thirster’s ear, the shouts of alarm spreading through the dome seemingly silenced in this brief intimacy, “Your mistake was dropping a sex god into the middle of an orgy.” With that the young warrior ripped the last vestiges of spirit and vitality from the thirster, who collapsed to the ground in a heap. Elubec had begun bellowing in unintelligible fury, and the ghouls who had not already collapsed from Cassandra’s siphoning assault had turned towards her. She sent energy shrieking into her limps, giving her strength and speed far beyond human capacity, and reached for the sword.
     
    She wretched the ritual blade from the chest of the long dead human and looked up to lock eyes with Elubec. Her eyes burned with her Power and an expression of horrific comprehension fell across Elubec’s face. He screamed then, his voice carried through the microphone across the entire camp. Cassandra gathered her legs underneath her and leapt into the air, swinging her sword in a wide arc and splitting Elubec from groin to throat. She landed in a graceful crouch in the center of the dome and stood upright as a tidal wave of blood and gore showered her from above. The gathered assembly had gone quiet, from the human captives still alive to the armed ghouls who had rushed into the fray, and even the male thirster, once so powerful, seemed barely able to lift himself to his feet. Cassandra looked around her and spoke, her voice resonating with power and carrying across the camp. “I accept your sacrifice.”
     
    The ghouls snapped out of their fugue and surged towards her, shouting battle cries and promises of vengeance. A shot rang out as Zara executed an unsuspecting ghoul with her revolver, then firing more shots as she shouted for the captives to fight back. Cassandra waited for the horde to meet her, ignoring the bullet that stung her abdomen as one of the ghouls fired at her as he ran. Raising her sword and springing forward she turned the gun aside and stepped forward and to the right as she swept her sword through the ghoul’s neck, cleanly decapitating him and rushing into a reverse strike to the ribcage of another ghoul before the headless corpse had hit the ground. Another rushed her with what appeared to be a spiked bat, only to find herself impaled as Cassandra ducked her strike and lunged with the blade. The male thirster, though weakened by her assault on his vitality, managed to advance and attempt to punch her with a claw knife. The young warrior spun on her heels and caught the attack mid-strike, her Power having tuned her senses to the point that she felt the attack coming before it arrived. She drew the sword from the body of the dying ghoul as she crushed the thirster’s hand in her own, the delicate finger bones popping one after another against the metal of the claw as she pushed the wailing thirster to his knees before thrusting the tip of her sword through his mouth and out the back of his skull. The thirster’s body went slack as the last of his life-force flowed into Cassandra, who then kicked him in the chest, sending the empty corpse skidding across the dome.
     
    The young warrior could sense that a handful of the human captives were struggling to fight back, while most had been slaughtered or fled into the night. She could see Zara fire the last round of a shotgun into the chest of a charging ghoul, then reverse her grip on the firearm to finish him off by using it as a club. Cassandra gathered her Power to her, and with a deep inhale tore the last shreds of energy from the scattered chosen who yet lived, sending them flailing to the ground even as she surged with renewed strength. Several hard rounds struck her leg, others narrowly missed her head as she knelt down from the impact, eyes searching for the new threat. A ghoul with a semi-automatic assault rifle had started firing into the dome as he rushed to stand over the prone