Jack stabbed the general in the back of the throat, the sword tearing through it and out the other side. The general tensed up as Jack grabbed his shoulder, tearing the sword out and covering the inside of the tent with blood, pushing the vamp aside to the ground, where he struggled and gurgled on his blood until he died, pants around his ankles with his member at attention. Catherine simply blinked slowly, now covered in blood as Jack stood over her, pulling his mask off and tossing it aside as he lifted the blade up, looking down on the vampett who was too stunned to even react.
Catherine slowly came to her senses, looking down at the now dead Harry before looking up at Jack, her eyes filling with fear and growing wide at the sight of him.
"Jack Benson...the Night Stalker."
