From Dusk Till Dawn Vostfr -

Outside, dawn bled over the mountains. Seth limped to the Charger alone. His shirt was torn. His hands were shaking. Behind him, the Titty Twister collapsed in flames — a geyser of ash and bat wings.

“Seth,” Richie whispered. “Le sang. Il parle encore.” The blood. It speaks again. from dusk till dawn vostfr

Seth pulled the pistol from his belt. “Toujours.” Always. Outside, dawn bled over the mountains