[@BlackPanther][@Kazemitsu]

The appearance of a stranger, and then an ally. The vampiric soldiers immediately backed away from the duo, assault rifles aimed at them. It was clear these two were no small-fry, and these newbloods had been quite extensively informed how to handle these situations. While they kept their guns on the scene they had no intention of interfering unless necessary, and several of them retrieved walky-talkies to report the event. Other vampires would have heard it, but they continued in their tasks. An incident like this was no reason to halt the process, which needed to be performed with the greatest efficiency possible. People such as Tristan existed to take care of situations like this, and if this enemy was too dangerous for even Tristan then there was plenty of fire support nearby.

Having been made aware of the situation, Johnathan simply made another call. At a time like this the enemy's most powerful servants would begin arriving, the worthy ones. Those that rose above the status of canon fodder, and made a claim to glory. Rising stars reaching for the sky, those who did not know their true place. A perfect opportunity to test out his new servants. And as such another one of the Death Troopers had been dispatched to take care of the situation. Assuming Tristan himself didn't handle it before reinforcements arrived. That man was hard to tame, but a formidable servant. As long as he served Johnathan's ends, he would be allowed to continue his little Wild Card act. It was often a bad idea, after all, to try and teach an old vampire new tricks.