Ieremia reveled in the declaration of his victory, staring hungrily down at the samurai's wife below him. He was about to haul her up and drag her away when the thunder god teleported to his side.<br/><br/>The vampire sneered at Raiden when he offered the information to him. "That was not the impression I was given when the rules were explained to me. Still, if you insist, I suppose I'll just have to make do here." He retrieved his dagger, and began to carefully cut Ayumi's armor at the straps until the lamellar fell away and left her in the clothing she wore beneath the armor. He didn't want her completely immobile, and took care not to open another wound with the envenomed blade; he liked a girl with a little kick to her, even if this one wouldn't be moving much.<br/><br/>After returning his weapons to their appropriate sheathes, the vampire pounced, almost cat-like, onto the woman. He reached one gauntleted hand into her top to deliver a sharp tweak to her left nipple, hoping that the sudden feeling would snap her out of the apparent numbness that had gripped her. "Come to your senses," he ordered her. "I'm not done with you just yet."