I was on the ground struggling against my attacker,who tried to crush my throat.
Flames engulfed him before I could plunge my stake into his heart.
Christian had wielded his fire magic.
"Are you crazy? This house is made of wood!"
But it was too late. A spark had hit the floor. The tall flames creeped up the wooden beams, advancing menacingly.
A pillar crashed in front ofthe advancing vampires who screamed as the embers hit them.
I grabbed Christian and we threw ourselves out through the window, running away from the burning inferno, into the dark forest.