Ryah had been more than ready to turn his blade on Drake, the traitorous bastard. However before he could move, it look like the other brunet was leaping up, dodging away and behind Phineas....to claw at his neck? Ryah didn't know what game he was playing at but what it was, the hunter didn't care. He tried to jerk his knife up but the vampire was suddenly just gone.<br/><br/>Shit, where had he gone?<br/><br/>The answer came a couple seconds later when Ryah felt an excruciating stabbing pain in his side. His body jerked for a moment before he let instinct take over, parrying the vampire's attack. He whirled around, his arm coming up and catching Phineas in the cheek. The vampire let out a scream of rage and vanished before Ryah could launch another attack. Not that he would have been able to execute it. Not with the way, his side<i>burned</i>with every shuddering breath he took. Ryah's eyes filled with unshed tears, bright and glistening. He could feel the blood seeping out, soaking his clothes, even as he turned the blade on Drake.<br/><br/>"You fucking traitor," he spat out, brandishing his knife, pretending his injury wasn't as bad as it felt. He was ready to defend if he needed to. Ready to stab the bastard in the heart. "I will shred you to pieces if you take even a single step closer," Ryah gritted out, carefully backing away, his eyes never leaving Drake's. He reached his sister's side. "Charlie, come on, Charlie," he leaned down, nudging her gently. "We need to leave now."