You feel the Blood circulating through your system as you channel it to supernatural means, sending its aura away from you in the form of waves of fear. The closer you get, the more mortals hesitate, often long enough to get their faces bashed in by their vampire opponents. One or two take flight and return back through the door they arrived by, but there are still plenty of them left. At least you've managed to thin the field.
Searing hot pain slams into your chest as a mortal opens fire on you. Snarling with anger, you lurch forward and grab the rifle from his hands, twisting its metal frame between your palms as you slam your shoulder into his gut like a battering ram. He flies backward, staggering and trying to keep his balance but ultimately failing. Your momentum carries you into two more of the men, knocking their shots off-balance as they fall back, dazed. Not wanting to give them an opportunity to recover, you rush them down, keeping on the pressure even as you see Lucca closing in from the other side. Blood spatters you as a fist tears through the first man's chest and twists, dragging internal organs back with it as your knuckles snap the second man's neck like dry kindling.
Lucca gives you a nod of approval. "Don't hold back," she says. "We have no idea who these men are yet, but there's a lot more of them than there are of us. The hallway is jammed with them."
You're about to wade back into the thick of it at her side when the ground rumbles beneath you. "What was that?" you exclaim as you focus to keep your footing. Without warning, the entire floor gives way, sending you into free-fall, tumbling down into the darkness below.
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