Luka lunged at the archer, rage pulsing through his veins as he slammed the hunter into a tree. The man let out a pained groan, shooting a glare at Luka as the pureblood pinned him to the tree, purposely pressing his injured back into the splintered tree trunk.
"Hunter!" Luka growled menacingly, his golden eyes flaring with anger. "How dare you set foot here?"
Keisha screamed at the sight before her, terrified that Luka had severely hurt her archer friend. Not sure how she could stop the violent vampire, she tried to yell some sense into him.
"Luka, stop it! You'll kill him!"
"That's the point," the pureblood roared, pressing his forearm against the archer's neck and applying pressure.
The archer slowly rose his head up, blood trickling down his neck from a deep gash he sustained from being slammed into the tree, and to the utter confusion of all present, he scoffed.
"Got you."
