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"Their blood is a threat, a warning and a promise." </span></span>​</div><span style="font-family:Assistant"><br/>
Her pupils did not widen with desire. It was shock that had caused them to grow bigger - a sense of disbelief as she stared at the once so vulnerable human being that had morphed into a huge beast that appeared to be able to tear her to shreds within the blink of an eye. It was indeed something she did not know how to deal with; his kind was something that she had never seen before, and Chalyse had seen a lot. From beautiful yet dangerous sirens to the most adorable fairies. Various kinds of shapeshifters, from wolves to surprisingly deadly rats. This lizard, this enormous and seemingly unbreakable type of crocodile was an unexpected and a somewhat unpleasant surprise to her. What should have been an easy hunt for blood tonight, was about to turn into a massacre - and Chalyse could not help but feel that it would not only be his blood that would be spilled. <br/>
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He launched forward at her, jaws separated and ready to rip her head from her body. His jagged teeth that looked as sharp as a razor and as strong as stone were definitely a newfound threat to the vampire. His entire form was a newfound threat to her kind. How could she possibly kill what was almost twice her size and possessed the same type of superhuman abilities that compared to her own? His speed and strength would have no trouble competing with hers. But if one was faster and stronger than you, there was only one option left - and it was the option that asked what seemed to be the impossible from her.<br/>
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To turn off her instincts and allow her own clever mind to take over. To actually think without being guided by the demon inside of her. Her cold-blooded nature and cruel behaviour would always reveal the steps she would take. To turn her back to this and fight against the needs, desires and demands of the devious psyche that possessed her with ease, was something extremely difficult that she was now forced to learn within a couple of seconds only. Unless she came her to die, Chalyse and the rest of her kind had to make the progress that they had never believed to make - for they did not want to make it. They relied on their masters, their own behaviour and the sixth sense of the savage in their black hearts. <br/>
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She could hear the monster inside of her head roar in a kind of protest that she had never experienced before as she fled. Instead of doing what she was supposed to do - to murder her enemy and satisfy herself from his blood, she escaped from the blades that he would call his teeth. But as soon as she had crawled into one of the trees, her speed and agility allowing her to climb quickly and with much ease - Chalyse realised that she had not left the scene completely unharmed. Those jaws were definitely able to rival her stone cold, so called unbreakable skin. <br/>
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The rather large cut on her left upper arm that made her skin crumble in an unfamiliar way to her, had proven the danger of the situation. Blood that she had taken from others was now pouring from the wound and dripping on the forest grounds. Chalyse could hear her own soft, but definitely not inaudible whimper. Pain. She had not felt pain in such a long time. <br/>
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'We take him together.' The voice of Isaiah was slightly soothing as it entered her mind. 'Katrina and I manage the front. You take care of the back and finish him off.' <br/>
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'No.' Her own thoughts were surprisingly loud. 'We do not finish what we can learn from. If he is stronger, we have to learn how to be the strongest. I do not want him dead, I want him captured.' <br/>
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'You ask for the impossible.' Katrina now slipped into her head as well.<br/>
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'It always seems impossible until it has been done.' With those words, the decision had been made. 'Take the front.' <br/>
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And while Isaiah and Katrina obeyed as they prepared to attack the gigantic lizard, Chalyse jumped from the tree and landed on both of her feet behind him - the three vampires trying to close their prey into a familiar, and yet so different trap. With exposed fangs and hands similar to razor sharp claws, the brunette stormed forward. </span>