"Speak." Arad smiled. "Why are you silent?" CLAN! The men swung their swords at his neck, but they couldn't pierce his skin.
"What?" The men gasped. "Impossible!"
Creek! The box's door slowly jerked open. A long leg wearing black pants and shoes extended out. "Fine, you want me out. I will get out." SWOSH! A bottle flew out of the box, cracking on a nearby tree as a long man walked out.
As the man stood, he was almost two meters tall with long black hair and red eyes. A thin build and a face covered by a semi-transparent veil.
"What are you?" The man asked.
"The owner of the forest. You're treading on my land." Arad smiled.
"Hmm," The man scratched his chin. "You're such a peculiar man, you got me interested. You smell weird."
"Same for you." Arad smiled, "I know the scent of blood when I smell it. Vampire."
