Looking down at his bloodied hand, a never seen before sought of joy began to bloom in Saquin.
"Well, this would be fun."
He shot out of the building into the sky, then in a swift motion, he diverted back downwards like a comet.
"Meet your doom at my hand little Favored One." The vampire laughed into the sky. He prepared to welcome Saquin's attack but that is not how the Empowered world works.
Voom!
A figure closed in, the scimitar in hands were targeted at his neck with unnerving precision and speed.
But what are the vampires famed for if not for their unnatural speed.
His figure blurred as he appeared by the figures back, his hands swiped forwards as his nails elongated. He went straight for the figure's neck.
The figure was not to be underestimated as they managed to react, if barely.
His claws grazed their shoulders. It was not a lethal wound but it was more than enough.
