Could any aspect of this mission go as planned? The thought made Karram's head ache like before. The winged angel version of Parael was flying around wielding god knows what kind of mystical blade, Flint and Tony were down for the count, and now the vampire hostage was on the run. Karram wanted to face-palm but felt it better to tag along with Beth and Gray as they pursued their desired target. The vampire was skilled and experienced. But Karram calculated that the three of them together would be enough to capture her, so long as no additional surprises sprang out of nowhere. 

Karram watched as Beth manipulated trash cans and bottles and glass pieces, hurling them at the roof runner with great precision. Then she yelled at Gray and sent him flying onto a rooftop nearer to their target. "I'll back him up!" Karram spread his ethereal wings and zipped past Beth heading upward to assist Gray as he landed. By darting to the vampire's rear, he and Gray would have her flanked. As he flew, he drew his dagger and prepared to throw it to the side of the vamp's feet to hopefully halt her from changing course. 

With that, he reached the target and aimed the dagger at her feet. He stopped on a dime, hovering a few feet back from her. Karram noted a nearby tree on the street corner at the end of the rooftop. [i]Could be a useful tactic if she attempts to run again...[/i] he thought to himself before turning his attention back to the female vampire. His sword was drawn still and he wore a determined expression as he stared at her back. 

"Why don't you stop running, okay?" Karram could see Gray was still holding onto the mystery bag of goodies. Hopefully something in there was strong enough to put their vampire friend here down for a bit. If not, Karram may have to delve into his repertoire of sleep-inducing magic and see if that works.