As long as the city is under the control of the vampire hunters, the guards will not act rashly, says Lehman. He wants to go and tell the guards what happened. He says that they have won the war and that they will meet their death tonight. He smells the sweet blood of the vampires and falls down panting. The noise of the ruckus is heard all the way to the council chamber. Lehman says that the current situation is not an internal battle between the vampire hunter clan and the human race, but rather a survival battle for the blood race.