Thread: A Darker Shade of Night: Dragondancer+BlisteredBlood

Heishiro knew it was only a matter of time for him to finally get this vampiric bitch off of him, but the truth of it was, he could only hold her back for so long like this. He didn't exactly know just how powerful she was, but holy cow, was she hard to pull off of him. In all honesty, it felt as though he was trying to keep a ferocious lioness held back from him with how much muscle exertion she was putting down on him. During the time he tried to keep her held back, his right eye was shut tightly as his began to see her breasts swelling closer to his face as he kept trying to keep her held back. Honestly, if anybody from the Knights saw this, he would've been laughed entirely out of the place because of this as well as ostracized. But that wasn't important at this moment. Trying to keep himself alive long enough was. At the feeling of her breaking her hold on his hair, Heishiro was about to launch this vampire woman off of him when he sudden felt her grab a hold of his ankles and pulled them apart enough to launch herself over him with a powerful backflip, landing a few feet away from him then began to stand up quickly with a hand down to his broadsword's handle, readying to draw it out at a moment's notice after he loosened the ties that held it in place. Granted, he might have been an exceptional hand to hand combat specialist, but when it came to swordfighting, Heishiro was one of the best and possibly the most ruthless when he was given the chance. But here and now, he had to deal with something that was clearly otherworldly to him, and he wasn't even sure if the amplification he would receive from the sacred runes that he himself etched onto the blade and had it blessed by one of the paladins back at the Knighthood was going to be enough for him to land a killing blow and leave her there to rot with all of the refuse here. As he stood ready at the draw, Heishiro kept his hand there at the hilt of the blade, still debating on whether or not this was a good time to engage her as of this very moment as he began to slowly step back from her. Her words, however, made him pause as he stood there, his eyes narrowed at her. Pet of Vardon? After he told me the very things I needed to know about what happened to my family, you wretched vampiric skank? He answered her with a degree of venom in his voice. You have the audacity to make such a claim when he told me that someone named Laela was the one who for 12 years made my life miserable? You have got a lot of nerve saying that to me when you don't even have a soul yourself. He answered her as his voice took on a more hate filled growl now. As much as he wanted to just lunge forward and take her head off in one swing, he knew he was at a disadvantage here. No, he had to retreat for now. With that still fresh in his head, he then quickly turned around after reaching into his small bag located at his opposite hip, taking a small and black ball bearing sized item in his hand and then threw it to the ground as he held a hand over his face as he threw a flash bomb down on the ground in front of him. With the impending flash hoping that it would be enough to stun her, Heishiro quickly turned around and then began to run as fast as he could possibly go.