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Ysabella's eyes narrowed as she smiled, finding victory in the rapid increase of Jolyne's pulse. She didn't care which emotion it belonged too, all she knew is that she had her right where she wanted her: frozen in place within her grasp... That was until she wasn't. The vampire had known from the start that this child had some fight to her, but the fact that even through all of the fear she was still able to react the way that she did, it took her by surprise. The force of Jolyne's fist against her face was enough to knock the woman back a few steps, her back arched slightly as she stared at the sky in shock. Slowly she righted her posture, brushing her nose gingerly with the tips of her fingers. [color=f49ac2]"You should be a little more careful... You could have seriously hurt me, Jolyne."[/color] Ysabella laughed mockingly, having felt minimal pain from a strike designed to knock out an opponent.

[color=f49ac2]"That's good though, you still have some fight in you. I was getting worried that you weren't as much fun as I originally thought."[/color] The woman inhaled calmly as she fixated her gaze on the human before her, feeling her own heart beat with the excitement of a chase. Ysabella wore a smile unlike any of the ones she had during the conversation with Jolyne, predatory in nature but in no way natural in the eyes of a human. The illusion she had placed over the appearance of her teeth had faded now that Jolyne was becoming aware of the oddness of her being. Two sharp fangs made became visible as she stared at the child lustfully, the blood in her veins calling to satiate the thirst that had been building up for weeks. Ysabella disappeared from Jolyne's view only to reappear behind the human, pressing her back lightly into the girl's. [color=f49ac2]"Despite your lack of manners, I'm feeling rather generous today. You can have a ten second head start, do with it as you will."[/color] Ysabella's voice remained light and airy as she taunted the child, watching the human out of the corner of her eye. [color=f49ac2]"10...9...8..."[/color] She hoped that Jolyne would turn and run, but that would also have been the predictable thing to do. Fighting was a hopeless option but ten seconds of pummeling on a "defenseless" target was also too good to pass up. Either way the game had begun, all Jolyne had to do was choose how it was going to end.