Apparently Chryssie didn't think this though too well. Which she was finding out as one of the combatants fighting Lazar broke off and started to approach her. Scrambling back and off the guy she had pin, she shot the vampire a glare. That glare quickly turned to fear as she saw him snap the neck of the guy she had just scrambled off of. Bumping against the wall, she stood up quickly and tried to edge further away from the vampire.<br/><br/>"He was...Wasn't he your friend?" What kind of person did that to their friend? What kind of person did that! She didn't even watch the fight between Lazar and the other vampire. Her eyes were glued to the approaching male as he made his way closer and closer to her. Hearing the crack, she jumped a foot in the air. Or so she would swear as she fought to keep her eyes on the vampire in front of her.<br/><br/>Which was how she saw the incoming punch before she did. Even if all she saw was a blur and then hearing a thud as the next thing that her brain registered. Looking at the wall, she saw him slumped down and had to look back at Lazar. Something about him scared him almost as much if not more so than the vampires. Shaking her head slowly, she pressed herself closer to the wall. It wasn't that she thought he would hurt her. It was just instinct was taking over now and telling her to run. Run far away from here, but the logic part of her was getting in the way and so she was standing there in fear and shock as she continued to look at Lazar.