The words of a spell were already dancing in her mind as the first vampire turned to dust. Daywalker?! She found herself surprised, her eyes on that man who fought with those vampires. But he was one of them, yet he was fighting them. She was confused, the small witch yanked from her thoughts as she hit the pavement. She found herself glaring at that vampire when he said that humans were cattle. If only he knew who and what he had grabbed. But, it seemed she wouldn't have to reveal that as the two fought, the Daywalker ripping that vampire's heart from him.<br/><br/>"Rea, we saw what happened!" It was her brother, the older man taller, much bigger than the witch as her hurried into the alley, two more men following behind him as he turned his attention to the Daywalker. "We don't care how strong you are, you're not getting my sister." He said, growling slightly, his two friends chiming in, agreeing as the held swords. The small witch stood up, moving between him and her brother and his friends.<br/><br/>"The three of you, stand down." She said, her mind racing slightly. He may have saved her, but if he attacked, she was already prepared. She found her eyes on him, studying him slightly. She wasn't fond of vampires, they were evil, they hunted humans. Witches knew this well, their own blood a bit more alluring due to the magical energy that ran through their blood. But still, something at the back of her mind, a small voice, seemed to say he could be trusted, but she was careful.