“Wait...what?”<br/><br/>He snarled as he looked to her and then to the demon. She knew about vampires and better yet she knew how to fight them. She knew how to fight things other than humans and to him that was rare and honestly rather impressive. So of course it took him a second or two to get his mind back in the game.<br/><br/>“No..not a fucking leech.”<br/><br/>He looked around and grabbed a fork and tossed it to her as Bruce started to regain his senses and charge forward.<br/><br/>“Demon...”<br/><br/>He said with a wince as he got in good and close with the hulk of a 'man'. Luther was trying to get in close, blocking strikes from the massive tree trunks it had for limbs. He was able to block a few and even got a good solid punch against his face knocking him back a bit, bit a shoulder slam from the slob lifted Luther off his feet and back into some tables.<br/><br/>“...full blood.”<br/><br/>He'd add with a groan as he got out of the way of being stomped into the floor.<br/><br/>“Fuck you dirty rotten bastard.”<br/><br/>Luther said as he charged forward and punched Bruce in the face. Hoping that at some point he'd hear the howl of a demon who'd been stabbed in the knee with something...this place was too small for him to keep this fight up for too much longer. He couldn't dare let it get out into the streets, it would cause too much of an issue. Too many people would see and then the cover up would be massive. He'd get his ass kicked for sure, even though he had no real employer. Doo gooders were always asshole when trying to enforce rules they made up themselves. So right now, he needed to fight to keep Bruce busy...and he was doing just that.