Centuries: The Cobra Rises

BOOK TWO TO TALLY
He ran his fingers over the ancient technology before walking around and going to the iced-over coffins. At this point, the glass around the figures was fogged up only showing thing blobs inside. He ran his finger over a plack to remove the ice that covered the name.
1919, LA REINA COBRA...
He ran back to the button and started pressing it trying to get the glass to close but it didn't do anything. He felt something, rather someone behind him. He slowly turned to see glowing green eyes, wings behind a female. Scales.
"Thank you, but you would do better feeding the hunger."
His eyes went wide and let out a horrid scream as the demon women pounced on her ripping his throat out. Leaving Danny's body as a pulp on the groan she took in her surroundings. She saw the other coffins and started walking to the center she heard the rush footsteps and quickly jumped grabbing the vent tearing it off with a loud clang and climbing through the vent. The cops stared at the open coffin with Danny dead a bit to the side of it. The file was scattered but one thing was very clear in reading.
NEVER LET LOOSE, SHE WILL BE THE END.