Compared to bullets, Magnus' daggers were perhaps the slowest thing in the world. Plotting their course was easy, and Kami simply stepped aside as the two of them went past. This would not be a permanent solution however; the tiny thread showed the daggers would return, and Magnus himself had shifted to fighting defensively. He did not have the time to fight down this Oldblood, and he would need something to both eliminate the threat from the daggers and destroy Magnus' stance. Combined with the holy Vapour which would now be burning at Magnus' skin like acid, Kami was at an advantage. He would need to build that advantage, move on top of it, and create a situation in which there was no escape, no possibility of survival.

A plan formed. A series of rapid calculation, a model of the world processed by the mind of a genius. Information on muscles, forces and gravity compiled into a predictive image, an absolute certainty. The capability for modeling reality, the skill that had granted Kami his feared reputation, as close as a human could come to supernatural powers.

His left hand closed around the thread,a s his feet moved into position. He pulled strongly, as the surprised Magnus was thrown out of balance and towards his opponent. Strong as the Elder Vampire might be, his mass was that of a normal human and there was nothing he could do to prevent this chain of events. At the same time, Kami's blade swung down from the side, as Magnus found himself unable to move aside. Trapped in a cage of gravity and momentum, knowing that he would be moved into the path of this shining doom. Time seemed to slow down, as, for an instant, Magnus looked at the reaper's scythe bearing down onto his neck. 

Then, of course, Kami was hit by a bike.

With an explosive screech of metal, the vehicle slammed into Kami's suit of armour, launching him away from the melee and into a nearby wall. Shrapnel rained upon the scene, as Hale fistpumped to music nobody else could hear. With a sound much like a glass chime, Kami no Kage fell to the ground, head spinning from the impact, senses fighting to once more assert themselves as adrenaline was pumped into his system. The entire scene was rather absurd.

The failure had been his, of course. Despite realizing that another vampire was present, he had failed to account for the possibility of using some form of ranged attack that would interrupt his strike. He had been too eager to strike what he had seen as the finishing blow, and had snatched defeat from the jaws of victory. Even as he felt his heartbeat racing, and his senses growing sharper, he realized his suit had automatically begun deploying combat drugs. He would need to recover quick - no doubt his opponents would not be lax in making use of this temporary advantage.

Then again, the concentration of Holy Vapour in the air was rapidly growing. Soon, even Magnus would start burning;. Not to death, of course, but enough that Kami no Kage would have no problem finishing him. It was only a matter of time.

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The target had been spotted at the Hangar of the plane. Team Uriel had been sent there to investigate the presence of Void's weapon, but from the look of things another group had been there first - most likely SOLDIER. However, these troops were not equipped to deal with a vampire of Void's calibre, not even under the circumstances of the Holy Vapour. Three of them raised specialized flamethrowers, as they formed a wall of continuous fire. This would serve to keep Void away from their rapidly retreating comrades, as well as forming sufficient quantities of heat that it would sterilise the area. They moved backwards, making sure to keep the line intact and prevent any openings from appearing, as the sides were held under shot from Purge agents equipped with automatic weaponry. Their best hope was to retreat, and allow Kami no Kage or a Crusader squad to finish off Void.