Vixaria's vision returned and she took a gasp of air as it filled her lungs. But how? Recovering quickly, her cobalt eyes immediately went to the vamps that were bowed before. Just like from earlier, she clicked the heel on her boot and the nasty looking blade sprung out from the toe of her show. Kicking out, she caught the vampire to her right in the middle of the chest with the small blade. Just like that, it vanished. Clicking her heel again the blade retracted back into the boot. Vixaria kicked the other vamp back onto his back in the middle of the parking lot. Her swagger deadly as her hips moved from side to side while she positioned herself to stand over the vamp on his back. Pulling to deadly looking gladius blades from under her jacket. She crossed the blades over the begging vampire's neck. "<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30000">Take death like a man</span></b>", her voice was laced with malice. With one easy movement of a slicing motion, she cut the vamps head from his shoulders, then just like his three buddies he to vanished.<br/><br/>Standing still for a moment she could feel someone's eyes on her. Granted, it wasn't unusual but if they saw her slay four vampires she needed to erase their memories. Moving her lean against her car she called out, "<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30000">come out, I can sense that you are watching. Everything is fine now.</span></b>" Putting her gladius blades away she waited to see who was watching her so intently. She knew it wasn't no other Dark-Hunters in the French Quarter. This was her turf and she wasn't prone to sharing it. Vixaria wiped away the small blood splatters on her face with a small piece of cloth from her pocket. Once cleaned she placed the cloth back into her pocket and waited to be standing before whoever had peering eyes.