The vampire suddenly appeared again, this time on the roof of Belethor's store. His eyes flared red again as his thirst took control, and within no time at all he started channeling the Drain Life spell down towards Cronic. He was almost like some kind of mage-pire, using all these highly costing powers. For one, instant teleportation should be something only a Master-level Mage could pull off.

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"Hey... Where did our customer go? Aria, child, did you see our newcomer leave?" The innkeeper asked.

Aria blinked a few times and looked back at the innkeeper, shrugging at the lack of the clumsy man who.. broke his nose on a wall. And showed up out of nowhere, and just disappeared without a trace. And Cronic just walked out a moment ago, after drawing blood... And then it hit her like a thu'um.

"That son of a bitch!" Aria blurted out as she sprang from the seat, vaulted over a patron on the opposite side of the fire, and rammed the door to the street open with her shoulder. It didn't take her long to form a fireball in hand, but.. blowing up the vampire would more than likely turn Belethor's General Goods into an inferno. She gritted her teeth and drew the katana instead, rushing over to Cronic.