Malasha looks at Raven's knives and picks out a pair of belt knives.  And another, more slender blade in an odd sheath.  "It's not the size of the blade.  The enchantment does most of the work.  The idea of these is to make them back away, like a cross with a weak vampire.  This one..."  Malasha smiles.  "You can conceal in your bra, or strap onto your thigh or at your back.  A little hidden back-up."<br/><br/>She lays a sympathetic clawed hand on Raven's shoulder.  "You mustn't blame him too much for coming here.  It was his Sire's fault.  He crippled him from the beginning.  He did a terrible thing, even by vampire standards.  That William survived it at all is a miracle.  It's never been done before."