Edge smiled. “Wait, I think you know Eric Mackenzie. At least he says he knows you. I called him as soon as I found out that Ganymede had dragged your ass back to the castle. Eric says he’ll be here as fast as he can. Seems you two have some old times to talk over.” His smile widened, but it didn’t make him look less dangerous.

Dacian didn’t let Edge see by even a blink how this news shook him. Hell, he didn’t need Eric complicating what was already a tangled mess. “I’m looking forward to seeing Eric again. So what’s your part in this game? And what’s your real name?”

Edge shrugged. “Hey, I’m just an interested observer. I’ve been here while Taurin searched for you. It takes a cold bastard to let his own brother think he’s been dead for two hundred years. But then, I admire someone who doesn’t let his emotions rule him.” His smile grew a little warmer. “That’s from one cold bastard to another.”

Dacian didn’t let the slight warming fool him for a moment. Edge would smile just like that as he tore off your head. “Your real name? Because you seem to be the kind of guy who would have a behind-the-scenes name.” A guess, but he figured more than likely it was true. “Oh, and you have the same eyes as Sparkle and Ganymede, so I’m guessing you’re another cosmic troublemaker. Never heard of you guys before, and now I’m tripping over you everywhere I go. Weird.”

Edge moved a little closer, and Dacian made sure his back was to the wall. Words masked intentions, and since he couldn’t read Edge’s mind, he’d have to go with body language. And Edge’s body language said he was putting himself in a position to attack.

“My real name? Finis. The End. I’m the cosmic troublemaker in charge of death. You deserve it, I bring it. I’ve done my thing for tens of thousands of years.” He wasn’t smiling now. “From what I’ve heard, you deserve a dropkick into hell more than most. And if it wouldn’t upset Taurin and make Sparkle all pissy, I’d take you out right now.”

“And you think you could do it?” Dacian made his voice casual and only slightly interested. But he gathered his powers around him. Ready.

Edge seemed surprised. “Sure. Why not? Look, you’re a night feeder. And everyone knows night feeders are at the bottom of the vampire power rankings. I could destroy you in my sleep.” His expression said it was only a matter of time before he tried.