The others broke off in little knots, leaving Katelina and Jorick alone on the sidewalk. "Iwe can't drink from people," she whispered fiercely.

"Unless you're hoping for a Chihuahua, that's what you'll have to do," Jorick replied. "Come, little, one. I can enchant them. They'll never know you've been there."

She wanted to refuse, wanted to hold the moral high ground, but she was thirsty, and she could smell the blood all around them.

A bar two blocks down glowed ...