Seveline turned her gaze to the bushes as she heard movement, then whimpered as was forced to look back at the vampire who held her captive. She fought with all her might, struggling against his grip, but still couldn't break free. Both of their heads turned as they heard cries from the forest and the leader realized the two others were gone. A dark figure stepped from the shadows, and the vampire retreated a little, though dragging Seveline with him.<br/><br/>The fight that followed was short but brutal as the boy was torn away from her. Seveline turned away from the fight and instead of watching the gruesome scene behind her, turned to retrieve her sword. As much as she was used to the agonized cries of slayed vampires, the still hated hearing such horrible, haunting sounds. She wiped the dirt from her blade and put it back in its scabbard, still bleeding from the wounds in her side; the cuts weren't deep and would probably heal soon enough, but they still hurt like hell at that moment.<br/><br/>As the scene fell silent, Seveline turned to glance towards her rescuer. She leaned her shoulder against a tree, supporting herself as she tried to regain her full strength. Her gaze studied her savior, though still wary... wait, what had he said before?<span style="font-style: italic">"You are a fool for coming into an Ancient's territory."</span>'It can't possibly be that vampire from this morning, could it?'