With a flash of translocation spell, Janos, Vorador, and Moebius appeared in the main entrance hall.
"I'm a vampire," Vorador moaned. "After all that I've worked for, I'm a vampire."
"Would you shut up?" Janos yelled, all traces of his accent were gone.
"Did you volunteer to become his guinea pig?" Vorador asked.
"Watch your tone. That is none of your business!" Janos answered.
Vorador lunged at Janos, but the blue vampire easily blocked the attack and answered with a skin-splitting strike against the green one.
"Don't think that I will go easy on you simply because you are in my body," Janos challenged.
"Enough," Moebius said, driving a finger into Janos' back and causing him to collapse to his knees. He confronted Vorador, a thick accent marking his words. "We will not solve this by fighting."
"You're right," I announced. "Let me see if I've got this straight. It looks like Moebius is in Vorador's body, Vorador is in Janos' body, and Janos is in Moebius' body, unless Vorador got mixed up with one of the Sarafan."
"I am Moebius," Vorador admitted. "And you don't sound like Kain."
"I'm still Hillary, though Kain is in the wraith's body and Raziel is in mine," I explained. "How did your mission go?"
"Three of them had already wandered off by the time we got there, and the others wouldn't listen to me," Vorador's body explained. "Janos and I switched while arguing about the trap. I then lured the three Sarafan into the Eternal Prison, and they will be safe there. Vorador and I then switched when he confronted me about putting his Sire's body in danger."
"So who do we have to track down?" I asked.
"Melchia, Rahab, and Raziel," Moebius answered.
"Okay, so it's time to regroup before we start looking for them. Malek is hiding in the lookout tower because he doesn't want to be switched with anyone.
