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It all happened quickly. A vampire grabbed the girl tailing the two armed and experienced hunters, hoping for a human shield, was quickly dispatched with a swing of Marauders heavy axe. The strong blade cleaved through flesh and bone with impunity. 
A moments unawareness cost them, as a corpse rose from the floor armed with a crude but sharp pitchfork, letting fly the makeshift projectile. Junipers push had given Marauder enough space to avoid a hopefully serious or fatal injury, but a smaller vampire was fleeing put the room while the other was still rising to challenge them.

The Howl, echoing from the walls about them into the very core of his being, brought out the hunger from within. Lung capacity, volume, the power behind the noise! An alpha of some sort?
Adrenaline pumping, Davos broke from his silent watchful nature straight into the hunter. 
From his hip came the wrapped cord studded with dozens of sharp pieces of steel, designed to cut into flesh rather than Marauders hook lodging in the soft meat.
A flick of his right hand had the dagger in the injured vampires chest, the whip came across next to wrap about its neck. A heavy yank brought the serrated teeth if the whip to bear as it cut deeper and deeper into the flesh until striking nothing but bloody bone. One more sharp yank seperated the whip from the vampires neck and the vampires head from its shoulders.

The whip fell to the ground as Davos all but ran to Marauder, shoving him forward as he yanked the crude weapon from his back. Out the door he ran, arm back with pithfork in hand. A grunt from outside was the only indiciation something had happened, before a smaller voice cried out in pain.
It carried for a few minutes before being cut off suddenly. 

A few moments later Davos returned to the room with thw vampire childs severed head in his hands. 

A madness had taken his to his normally calm eyes, the bloodshot orbs stared at Juniper the same way a man looked at an ugly insect. 

The concealed wristbands on his left arm was extended and dripping with the childs blood. Its head flopped down at her feet, splashing her boots and pants with its blood as it rolled to reveal the last moments of life still on its face.
Terrified. 

"You are in my way, child. Cost me the blood of an ally with your uselessness again and I'll kill you MYSELF." The blade inched closer as he leaned in. "DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR." 

Shoving her out of the way, Davos retrieved his dagger and whip before looking to Marauder.

"I'm going for whatever made all that noise. You want my share of the coin for killing it, I'd suggest getting your act together."