"Shit! we are so f**ked!" Squatterbloat cursed. He thought hard and only one thing came into his head. He grabbed a rifle from a soldier's hand and then used a knife and opened up a small wound on his forehand.
He smeared his blood on the riffle and it visibly glowed a bit. He pointed the rifle into the air and fired at the flying vampires. Even though he had just a hand, his aim was incredible and as high as the bloodsuckers flew, he brought them down one by one.
Helen watched this but did not understand. The other soldiers could not reach the vampires with their guns, yet Squatterbloat made up effortlessly for it. She tapped Nora by her side expecting an answer. Since Nora started answering her questions, she had subconsciously started to direct her questions to her.
