Author’s note: The Nordic Eternals were born from a vision of vampiric albinism, myth and an Arctic homeland no one else could ever know.
They moved with a fluidity I’d never witnessed, so fast as to blur, so slow as to be serene. They led us through a tangle of ruined bodies in a blaze of luminous, predatory perfection; I grinned as Vladivar looked on open-mouthed.
Through eyes even redder than his Nordic guests, he watched all he hated escape him.
The Eternals by author Richard M. Ankers