-Alexis Lycan, 18 Years Old-
Streaks of magic slam into the woods around the gathered soldiers, the Hero's constant barrage of holy magic keeping the unknown number of vampires around them at bay. Alexis himself keeps his own powers on a short leash for the true nature of his gifts is a closely guarded secret. Though admittedly, he would reveal them in a heartbeat if it meant protecting his men.
Alexis thrusts outwards with his silver sword, nicking a vampire as it sweeps around the formation, looking for any apparent weakness. As the blade makes contact, an ear-piercing screech can be heard from the now wounded vampire. A male it seems if its voice is any indication.
"Bastard!" The wounded vampire snarls in pain as it leaps back into the woods. Eerie eyes peer out from a truly massive oak tree, a bright red blood trail leading towards it.
