Brad cried out in shock and stopped immediately as the axes slammed into the ground ahead of him, and he barely managed to block them with his metal appendage, tough a few dented his arm. Holy cow, that was close! John yelled at Brad now, saying You can't survive this alone, you know what we have to do! Brad shook his head as John finished his sentence, as if trying to shake out the voice. No, I can't afford to trust you right now. I can do this! Brad pulled out his Remington and shot his last bullet at one of the heart's eyes, though he doubted that it would do anything but piss the creature off.
Satin seemed to almost teleport in order to block the axes approaching the siblings and the other two souls that called themselves a team. It was a movement too fast, and as soon as the axes had been deflected, Satin falls to his knee and supports himself with Ragnarok, looking much like a knight kneeling before his king. His eyes burned with anger aimed towards the heart though as he turned and yelled to the four Where is the wooden boy?! He is too delicious to lose in this battle!
Martin sniffed the air and sighed in happiness as the smell of blood that was meant to be ominous wafted through the air. He continues forward and finds a woman walking down an alley. She failed to realize that this was a dead end, and would have hit the wall if Martin had not stopped her with a grab on her shoulder from behind. The lady almost screamed before she saw Martin's face, which was still young and handsome despite his age. You should be more careful when wandering around, you almost ran into that wall there. The woman did not turn though, and a look of struggling appeared on her face as she attempted to move. I have not heard your name yet though. I can cure whatever is happening to you, all I want to know in return, is your name. The woman looked at him curiously before saying Carla... My name is Carla, sir. Martin smiles and breathes out slowly in a relaxing manner. Ah, Carla. Thank you Carla, it has been so long since I have fed. Carla's look turns fearful before Martin reassures her. Don't worry, I'm not going to kill you, I just want some of your blood. You will not know that it ever happened because you will be asleep and there will be no marks on your beautiful skin. Martin then breathes strangely in Carla's face, like a deep, throaty breath. Carla slumps against Martin as she had fallen asleep, and he pokes a small hole in her shoulder. The blood leaks out, and Martin begins to suck her blood like a ravenous wolf. Jake had feared that Martin might kill the girl, and is about to speak up when Martin pulls away from her and licks the wound, which makes it heal and once again become flawless. Carla would wake in about an hour with only the memory of the strange man in the alley. Martin sighs in relief as his eyes seemed to glow and the shadows seemed to pull towards him, his body becoming lighter in weight but more camouflaged in color. Right then, lets go help your friends shall we? Martin morphs into hundreds of bats - which seemed to have grown and become vampire bats - and flies towards the mountain at the speed of a falcon.
