<span style="font-style: italic">"Afraid to proceed my little red rose?"</span>He said with a hint of teasing. It wasn't the fact that she was afraid. It was the sudden dark and errieness of the area that struck as odd. Not a sound could be heard. The entire area was at a standstill still. Not a crow stirred, or even a creature in the forest. All was silent in<span style="font-style: italic">no mans land.</span>As she would call instances , and areas similar to this one.  But this no mans land was odd. It felt as if eyes were staring at her from every which direction.<span style="font-style: italic">"Then he have to trust our... less natural 'powers'. " He seized the silver blade from its crimson sheath.  It glistened in the moonlight, and she found herself getting lost in the shine of the sword. She shook her head from the distraction. "Tonight I'm gonna hunt like the old times in Byzantium and Rome."</span>His face was turned towards the houses.<br/><br/>"Be careful something feels very very off. I feel as if there are more than one pair of eyes on us." Then it dawned on her that if their was more than one pair of eyes on them, and they were hunting werewolves. "An entire fucking pack." She thought. "Erevos were surrounded." Her voice was trance like which was unusual with her. Unless she was going into fight mode. Which she was. There was no need for a weapon. But she still carried her staff that had a sharp point at the right end of it. Much like a make shift sword that she had craftily made by a very crafty weapon maker. Of whom she had to seduce in order to get the weapon.<br/><br/>"<span style="font-style: italic">A werewolf inside a town means really, and I mean it, really dirty business. Such creatures do not belong in towns but in the wilderness around London. This figment must be either old enough and hunt something specific or too young and lost. When they are in their 'first days' they tend to be very strong. I want you to be careful Karin. Just cover my back while I'm gonna get close to it. Alright? You are useless to me dead" </span>He stroked her cheek. Which sent a bit of  a thrill down her spine. But she was not going to just sit around and wait for him to take the werewolves out. Oh no he underestimated his little Karin. She smirked. She could kick ass too.<br/><br/>Then he walked towards the house, and she took two steps from where she was and froze. As a hot , sticky wetness dripped down her shoulder. She knew exactly what it was. But she wasnâ€™t quite sure how she knew that. Just that she did. Her body stiffened. One wrong move , and she knew that the beast could snap her neck in mere seconds.<span style="font-style: italic">"Sweety, You smell like the richest tasting wine in the world. " </span>His furry hands wrapped around her small waist. As he rested his head on her shoulder.<span style="font-style: italic">"If I wasnâ€™t about to kill you vampiress than I may have wanted to have some fun with you." </span>His breath was hot when it passed her ear. She wanted to bash his head to the ground.<br/><br/>"Well â€¦."She spun around in a quick movement. Just barely audible to human eyes. It would have looked as if she had just appeared facing him. The werewolf was just as quick. He stepped a couple feet back , a wicked grin on his face. "Iâ€™m gonna kick your ass, smack it a few times after your death, and continue to do the same to your buddies. Who seem to have targeted me as a play thing. Considering your Alpha must be playing with Erevos." The wolf man in front of her howled in laughter as he waited for the attack that she would first try on him. She knew Erevos would be busy with the alpha, and that the werewolf in front of her was the beta.