"Oh, this is going to be fun." Caludar says. In a flurry of wings, he changes into a swarm of bats, evading Tyr's blade and reforming behind Altair. Grabbing the bird man's shoulder, she says to Tyr.<br/><br/>"Put your oversized butter knife away."<br/><br/>At first, Altair does not feel anything but quickly begins to notice a change. His staff is becoming heavier and his body begins to feel weary. Looking down, he sees his feathers start to change from white, to grey, the slowly begin to fall out. The vampire is draining the very life essence from him, ageing him a hundred years every second.<br/><br/>"I'm not going to ask again, Tyr. Put the blade down."