Iayda smiled, a soft laughter escaping her. She could smell the fear on the woman, but the woman was not the one she wanted. The difference between her and the only other vampire awake at this moment... she was feral. He was tame.<br/><br/>"Mmn.. quite possibly your worst nightmare."<br/><br/>She purred, her body moving without their human eyes being able to trace the movement and suddenly she was behind them. Gently brushing her fingertips through Macks hair as she took in a deep breath, it exhaled in a hiss.<br/><br/>"Surely.. you've come to study the tales of Vlad... and certain you've heard rumors of his existance being the start of those naughty little vampires..And then there's his sword... and I think thats what you want."<br/><br/>Just from touching the girl and breathin in her scent, Iayda could catch glimpses of the girls desire. She then trailed a sharp nail against the back of Dans neck.<br/><br/>"Mmn... seems you want Vlads sword... and a piece of something else."<br/><br/>Oh she was torturous. Green eyes snapped forward to stare at the breathless girl.<br/><br/>"Come to rescue your friends?"<br/><br/>She wasn't even trying to hide her fangs.