"I can't believe you," Ash seethed. "If either one of us is a pathetic excuse for a vampire here, it isn't me. Your reign of terror ends here."
He dug his heel painfully into Dorian's mid-back as he reached down to dig out the core. He squirmed in pain and desperately tried to turn around but the werewolves had him pinned. He wasn't going to be getting that core back; he was finished.
"Come now, surely you know that killing me won't bring your coven back. I admit I miscalculated things. We can call it even; two former coven leaders who lost all of their memb—"
Ash's fist squeezed the core enough to cause serious pain but not enough to kill him. It did shut Dorian up though, which was what he was going for. This was not a negotiation and he needed to know that.
