The mark began to burn and pulse with an amazing intensity. Suddenly, a Vampire dropped from the ceiling. Its fangs dripped with foam and acidic venom. Its skinny arms and legs gave off the impression that the creature had no muscle but K.C. knew better. "Vocare sol super caput meum!" K.C. called, raising his hand. A ball of bright, burning light appeared above him, blinding the creature. "Cut off the wings!." K.C. shouted. If the beast was grounded it was easier to fight. He slashed at the creature's left wing, severing it at the base.