Tessa glanced out over the room. It was still dark with smoke. In among with swirls of blackness, she could see the bright flash of weapons, the Shadowhunters brandishing their malaikat knives, and the occasional spray of vampire blood, bright as a scatter of rubies. She realized — with a sort of shock of surprise, for the vampires, at first, had terrified her — that the vampire were clearly overmatched here; though they were vicious and fast, the Shadowhunters were nearly as fast, and had weapons and training on their side. Vampire after vampire went down below the onslaught of their seraph...