Ayaka watched as the man with a machine gun strolled through the ruins. Blood glistened in his mouth like syrup, his teeth stained red. He prowled through the ruins with lazy menace, scanning the wreckage for something to kill. Something to feed on.
She had no weapon. Nothing that could match him head-on. But she didn't need one. She could use his own vampiric instincts against him.
He was barely fifty meters away, moving like a predator with too much confidence. With her Sight Domain, she could see everything. His every twitch, every breath, and every sniff.
She moved slow, careful, slipping out of her hiding spot and stepping into the open. Her eyes through her skill never left the man as he paused, head tilted, sniffing the air like a dog even though he was buildings away from her.
