Rama's thoughts were again abruptly disturbed when she felt a harsh tug on the rope her hands were bound to, the force was too strong, she missed her footings and she staggered forward, in a second, she saw herself crashing down on the muddy blood soaked floor, face first and she could hear the laughter erupting from the night creatures.
The heavy armor she wore protected her body, but not her face. Mud and blood smeared all over her face and she wiped off her face with the sleeves of her shirt even though it didn't do much.
She stood on her feet before shooting deadly daggers with her jade eyes at the vampire that had tugged on her rope and made her lose her balance.
The vampire didn't seem pleased with a mere human glaring at him. He yanked the back of her hair with a swift movement making her head fall backward.
