Natalie swallows standing on legs that felt like jelly staring down Justin in his beast form his mind over taken by Dracula. She drops the gun a hand close to the stake not breaking eye contact. "Don't make me fulfill my promise Justin." She says softly feeling as if she was going to fall on the ground from how weak in the knees she felt. Her heart racing with apprehension, fear, and most of all hurt. Because if she killed him, she wasn't sure she would be able to function as well.