There was no longer and doubt in Seria's mind that she wasn't alone. Her eyes astutely scanned the area for any sign of life, of movement. Without so much as a second to respond, she found herself trapped by large arms, one encircling her chest and the other covering her mouth. Her eyes went wide in panic for a second before she shoved the feeling down and reminded herself not to let irrational fear get the better of her. She was, after all, a witch, and a gifted one at that.<br/><br/>She felt the man drag her backwards into the overgrown shrubs. She cursed her neighbors for their lack of lawn care, and took a moment to appreciate the irony, and the fact that it was, in fact, a valid complaint for reasons other than it took away from the neighborhood's appearance.<br/><br/>She heard the words of warning that followed the sounds of vampires, a sound she knew well. She momentarily cursed her predicament as she tried to think of a plan, but as usual, her impulsive nature got the better of her before her brain had time to catch up and tell her to be rational. At least she had the forethought to use a silencing charm. "What the hell are you doing?!" the young woman exclaimed as she squirmed for freedom. "Let me go or you won't live long enough for it to matter!" she warned, but gave him no time to comply before she used a spell that heated the air around her, making it as though her skin was on fire, although it had no effect on her.<br/><br/>She was aware that her appearance wasn't exactly intimidating, but even though she was small, she was fierce, and she wasn't about to let this guy, vampire or not, push her around. She moved away from the man just in time to see the swarm of vampires heading her way. "Damn it..." she muttered to herself. "Friends of yours?" she paused for a brief second. "Unlikely. Enemies, then?" she didn't wait for an answer. "For the record, I'm doing this to protect myself, not you." Once she had made herself quite clear, she turned to the vampires that grew ever closer.  "If you don't fancy getting burned, I suggest you find yourself some cover.<br/><br/>She held out her hand without really giving him time to move, and chanted something in Latin, a spell. A bright light formed between them and the vampires, slowly growing into a light that almost resembled a miniature sun. Technically speaking it was holy light, or holy fire. It would harm and ward off most supernatural creatures, not just vampires. She had learned it long ago to protect herself. It most likely wouldn't kill them, although she couldn't say what might happen if they were stupid enough to walk right into the thing. It would hurt like hell and make them scatter, but so long as they scattered, they wouldn't be hurt enough for it to be deadly.<br/><br/>She did realize that the guy that had grabbed her was likely hurt at least a little by the spell, but that was of little concern to her, considering the fact that he had grabbed her. It crossed her mind that he had simply been trying to bring a stop to the noise she was no doubt making, at the very least she guessed he likely hadn't necessarily meant her harm, given that the protective charm would have kept him away from her, but regardless of the reason, she wasn't concerned with it at this moment. Once she knew it was safe, she dropped the spell, although she left her own protective charm up. She glanced around briefly for the man but decided that it was of no consequence to her, even though she knew that in reality, she was too nice a person to actually disregard a life so flippantly. Still, she could pretend. She grabbed her bag and turned to cover the short distance between where she now stood and her house that was no more than 300 feet away.