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[NightShade]

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Metal creaked as she thru the door open. The war temple seemed to shudder with realization of her presence. Shades green hair whipped around her face as a gust of air followed the slamming of the door.

She could smell his blood.. He couldnt hide from her. The mark on her arm burned hotly spurring her on. Like a prowler she stalked him. Odd for him she was sure. Green eyes bright in the darkness the torches on the wall seemed to dim at her presence. She could hear each mortal breath...

Amongst the shelves and rows of armour he stood bare chested fiddling with a recalcitrant peice of metal. She could see his body tense every muscle, every fiber tightening. He knew she was there, well aware of the game about to commence.

It only made her hungrier

Nails bared she leapt thru the air the victim far from helpless but caught by surprise none the less. Strong thighs wrapping tightly around his hips her fingers digging into his sides and fangs bared the threat was real and yet, he could feel the press of her body against his and it only made him smile. Perhaps a threat to any other man....

Her mouth roughly lunging at him with a simple sentence...

Its been to long Lycan...

His reply short:

Indeed Vampire..

The torches on the walls went out, their light snuffed by some invisible hand.
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