I do not fear any man, let alone any Vampire.
But, and do I even wish to start, there is something that is staring me in the face that I have not anticipated to encounter tonight. What my dear old Vampire friend has seemed to acquire himself over the years is, in fact, a rare kind of Vampire that there is to tame.
So to say that I can fight my way out of this one to save my beloved and the rest of the group from a fate that they will soon face, well, I am purely outnumbered in this one. I can for certain say that my strength can gain me an advantage, but not when I will have so many coming at me at the same time.
Yet, I can, and it is with this very thought in mind, that I take my stance, ready to take on the first man that lays his hand on me. Though all I am staring at is a group of Vampires with bloodshot eyes standing next to their Master, waiting for him to give the sign that they can proceed to rain down on me.
