Kobae was looking at her backing away. He had killed vampires before, werewolves, evil sorcerors and witches, etc... Heck, he had tried to kill the man in the mirror before.. meaning himself. But, he was immortal.

He had been bit, pounced on, shot and stabbed, hanged, whatever. He had been born in the 1930s, and opium was everywhere. Over the years he would become familiar with poppy derivitives. He kept some.

He relaxed, and said, "So, a vampire and a pure immortal and what? Wherever I know you from Alister, did I figure out what pocket of hell you come from?"