The sound of groaning wood was disconcerting, but she only figured it was able to hold his weight. She glanced down at her still bleeding hand, then quickly realized how much of a fool she was, getting near a vampire with a bloody hand. Suddenly, the chain was loose, and he plowed into her. Amora could hardly make a sound as the wind was shoved out of her lungs. She stared up in silent shock and fright, unable to form words or try to scream. "D-d-don't b-bite me..." she whimpered, her eyes huge.