"True, I suppose, but you do not know what this is like.  Raised among humans, abanoned by my vampire father, hidden away from other children.  And the things I see...  My entire childhood I saw those THINGS," she pointed towards the etheral forms, "Rise out of the ground to attack people at night.  At twelve, I managed to get my mother to let me particpate in sports.  And I saw blood.  And I<span style="font-style: italic">killed</span>the poor boy just like you filthy demons." Moz spat the last word and lunged around to behind Eon.