Snow's POV
Anderson shows his true vampire self when he bared his long canines at me.
He tries to kick me again but I dodge it this time, he kicks my injured tummy and threw me to the corner of the ring.
Blood gushes out of my wounded tummy.
He comes close to me and grabs my chin.
"You think you're so strong huh? He asked.
I answered by spitting blood on his face and it made him very angry.
He grabbed me by the throat choking me.
There was nothing I could do, I should just raise my white flag and surrender.
'armed booth!
With my last strength I kick my boots together and the short sharp knife came out.
I shoved the short knife into his junk.
He flinged me across the ring before falling to the ground, knees buckling, he covers his junk and screams like a teenage barbie. After a few minutes of screaming He bings out his white flag...
Yes yes yes... Vampire or mundane you are still a Man.
