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The strange noise began to die down, and thankfully the dishware began to cease clamoring. It was just at that instant, as the relief began to set in that they were not in a disastrous earthquake, that a holy battlecry erupted behind Mithias. The bright and vivid golden-yellow eye of the vampire shot over his shoulder just in time to see a young looking boy warrior with green eyes bearing down on him with all gravity, and a wooden stake. Mithias kicked himself sideways, knocking over his stool and leaving only the wooden table for the furious Aasimar to crash onto. Of course, the assault didn't end there, as the holy warrior pursued him with his makeshift weapon. Mithias couldn't think of what to do, so taken off guard he was, that he initially just parried the first several strikes with his book, backing away down the middle of the barroom. He had two titanium swords at his sides, but he did not reach for them. He couldn't... as if stunned, he just watched and dodged repeatedly. Finally, the stake pierced through the book itself, just over the words that explained everything, "Psy-<hole>-ology, How to -<hole>-come a Pacifist." White clawed hands curled around either side of the book, holding it like a shield. Vampire eyes blinked concernedly from behind it.