05-14-2011, 05:48 AM
Jai'kar watched in silent fury as the fire witch socked one of his vampire minions in the jaw with a flame-encrusted fist. His knuckles whitened from their grip on his sword as he got closer and closer, his emotion impassive despite the fact that his comrade had just burned to ashes due to the flames. While that worked on the vampires, werewolves had no such weakness. Silver was the thing that killed them, and he could sense that the children had no silver with them. Unable to restrain himself any longer, he threw himself at the fire witch in a lunge, body rippling as it morphed into a lupine form.
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