The vampire smiled at the hunter again, cocky as ever. His wounds were entirely healed, yet, hers weren't. He really liked that. He shoved Marin aside, knocking her down. He wasn't worried. They were at a dead end, and she was likely losing too much blood now anyway to get real far. Not like she'd die from such a little wound, but not like she'd go running off either. Besides, the girl cared too much about the both of the fighters,he picked that up in her emotions, at least.

He advanced on the hunter in the blink of an eye, suddenly behind her. If given the chance, he'd bring both of his hands up, before slamming them down on her back. He didn't want to kill her, not right away. Besides, what better punishment for the hunter than to drink her blood while she was still alive?

Marin pushed herself off the ground, a little shaky. "Please wait-," she tried to say, but her voice didn't come out as loud as she'd hoped it would. She didn't have the energy. She'd just have to get between them again, even at the cost of her own life. She couldn't let this happen. Why didn't the other woman just leave before? Someone was going to die, and it weighed on Marin's heart like a ton of bricks.

She took a shaky step forward and the alley spun. Marin frowned. What, was happening to her? She felt as if someone was pulling a rug out from under her feet. Her body was heavy, and suddenly, the ground was coming up to meet her awfully fast.

((Feel free to control the vampire and keeeeeel hhiiimmmm. Lol Marin's passed out, so she won't see it anyway.))