[color=92278f][center][h3]Victor Astorio[/h3][/center][/color]

Victor continued with his defensive posture and side stepped her advances all for the sake of buying time. He knew help had finally arrived when the ambiance of sirens and flashing lights stopped and the utter silence that came with it encroached on the two. Still, just before this girl was going to try to strike him again he heard a familiar voice.

[color=f49ac2]“Valentina.”[/color]

The distraction was exactly what he was waiting for. The princess had her entire attention allowing him to step closer to Ryner to see how things played out and turned off the phone in his pocket. Slowly drawing the thick but short knife he had concealed and waited, he could tell by the way she was talking that she was going to leave this to him, and he could barely wait. All he needed was her approval for him to continue, it wasn’t long before he had it and the woman lunged at her with a knife of her own.

Normally Victor would draw out a fight like this but not this time. This Valentina had killed some of his classmates and carelessly killing mages pissed him off. If only Ryner hadn’t told him to make it quick. At least this one was enraged and not thinking maybe if she was she would have seen the flash of silver from metal glinting in the moon light in front of her, she would have felt him grab her leg and spin her around. With a second flash of silver she hit the side of another A/C unit.

He figured that in her near blood drunk and rage induced stupor that it would take the girl a few moments to realize what just happened. The first thing she might notice would be the fact that victor was still holding something in his hand, the glint of sharpened steel in the fading moon light tinged with a dark red stain that dripped to the floor. The second, was that he was holding something large in his other hand. Something that once belonged to her. Her entire right leg dangled from his hand, tendons cut with precision and practice. Then the last thing she could notice, was a hand holding a blade at his feet.

[color=92278f]“Dismemberment is an acceptable form of capture and I do enjoy picking apart my prey.”[/color] Victor dropped her leg then picked up her knife. She began to say something or just to scream again, he will never know. As with the simple flick of his wrist, her knife impaled through her throat. [color=92278f]“I think we have heard enough out of you today.”[/color] The sadistic side of victor was starting to show through now.

Valentina in an act of pure rage and desperation drew the blade from her through and with her remaining good limbs lunged at him with strength and furry. Yet she was still sloppy. Victor easily side stepped her thrust and in two more strikes cut off her arm at the elbow and her leg at the knee. She was but a torso with a few stumps now, in time she could regenerate, but he wasn’t going to let that happen.

[color=92278f]“Usually I would draw a fight like this out, but she did tell me to hurry.” [/color]The girl before him still wiggled and squirmed. [color=92278f]“My position within the council does grant me some discretion when it comes to my targets. If they are too dangerous to be left alive, I can choose to be their executioner.”[/color] He paused for a moment as he kicked her onto her back placing his boot on her chest. [color=92278f]“Doesn’t happen very often but it can happen.”[/color] He took a moment to look to the sky and over towards were Ryner had left and sighed.

[color=92278f]“You already showed us that you are too dangerous to be left alive. Not only for what damage you can cause against the crown, but the council as well. For that reason as well as many others I will carry out your sentence right here and right now.”[/color] He was well aware that this part wasn’t necessary or true, but he didn’t get to do it that often and always liked doing it. That and if his memories were ever looked at he had this to at least show that he tried.

[color=92278f]“You stand accused of murder, assault, heresy, and treason. How do you plead?”[/color] the look in her eyes was all he needed to carry on, knowing full well he destroyed her vocal cords. [color=92278f]“By the power given to me by the Crown and the council. I, Count Victor Strigois Asterio, Council headhunter holding the rank of operative, sentence you to true death by dismemberment and sunlight.” [/color]Kneeling down he placed one knee on her chest and the other on her head forcing her mouth open with one hand the large vampire took his knife and began to cut her fangs out.

[color=92278f]“Born of blood.”[/color] Victor spoke as he tossed her fangs aside, it was an old Asterio punishment for those that disgraced the family or crown. With his good arm he began to dig his hand into her rib cage slowly breaking through cartilage and old bones. [color=92278f]“Risen from ash.”[/color] He could feel her shriveled heart now a pool of dark and bright colors of blood surrounded them. [color=92278f]“This is your end.”[/color] He gripped his strong hand around her heart and looked into her eyes, [color=92278f]“you will be dust.”[/color] Ripping pulling and tearing, blood spewed from her with a gargled scream. Her heart torn out of her and crushed in the Asterio’s hand.

His one final act against her to make sure she wasn’t getting up was decapitation. The scene on top of that roof top was now one of gore and death. Pieces of vampire and pools of old and new blood scattered. There was nothing more for victor to do now, he picked up her blade and left in the same direction Ryner went. He figured at the very least he should talk to her before heading home. He could only hope that his mage wasn’t involved in this mess as well.