[h3]Streets of eastern Central Yharnam, just south of the plateau elevator[/h3]
While Draco spoke to the other civilians for about twenty seconds, a lot happened down the ways while many of the civilians were too preoccupied with this to listen with more than half an ear. Within a heartbeat of Stefan being launched away from the door a second figure emerged in a run that was quickly accelerating to a sprint, which was a strange sight indeed for the untrained eyes of the Yharnamite noncombatants. The creature moved on two legs like a person and was generally human-sized and -shaped, but had several features that contradicted the idea of it not being bestial in nature. For one thing its entire left forearm and hand was disproportionally huge and covered in long, coarse fur on the back. The index-, middle-, ring-finger and thumb were also all enormous, with the middle-finger being almost the length and width of a normal human arm, with each finger tipped with a wicked curved claw nearly as long as the fingers they were attached to. The attackers right hand seemed a lot more human than the left, at least from a distance – at least having the proportions of a normal human arm – but was also clad in fur, and was holding on to a strange weapon of some kind in the shape of two long, curved spikes as an extension of the arm.
At the same time it seemed to most of the civilians as though the creature's head was also covered in fur and that it had a number of mismatched tentacles on its back of various lengths, colors and textures. If Draco looked, however, he might realize even from afar that the fur-clad head was actually a hood with a furry exterior, and that what might seem like tentacles were actually numerous strips of fur and leather from different creatures, attached to its upper back and dangling from there like something akin to a frayed scarf.

Stefan barely had time to get back on his feet before the enemy had closed the distance and was upon him again, leaving him no time to use any of his blood vials. Stefan desperately dodge-rolled to the side just as the aggressors giant left hand came slashing through the air, its claws drawing blood from the Hunter's thigh before he could get out of the way completely. The enemy immediately followed up with a slash with the weapon in its right hand, forcing Stefan to shield his face and throat with his left arm as he received yet another wound, though he took this moment to thrust his sword into the abdomen of the assailant with his right hand, inflicting a wound of his own.
In the time it took for Stefan to withdraw his weapon from the other's guts, the left bestial hand had drawn back once again to deliver another fearsome strike, which Stefan this time managed to evade entirely by abruptly moving away from the other in a blur – a move Draco might or might not recognize as a Hunter's quickstep – only to stumble for a moment, reaching desperately into a pouch at his hip with his bloody left hand.
As Stefan produced a small glimmering object – too small to be identified from a distance – from the pouch, however, the enemy seemed to make the same move the Hunter had just made, swiftly closing the distance between them, before making a grasping motion with both arms, clawing with both hands at once. All Stefan could do was try to take a normal step backward, which served only to make the gashes he received across his torso a little shallower than they would otherwise have been. This did afford Stefan the opportunity to jab the object in his left hand into his left thigh – a motion that would not take much to recognize as injecting himself with a syringe – before pirouetting backward, putting distance between himself and his opponent while simultaneously bringing his sword a full revolution around himself before slashing, cutting a red gash across both of the other's biceps and chest.
Even wounded the murderous stranger did not relent on his offensive, however, and started slashing wildly with his hands, alternating between right hand left hand, swiftly drawing more and more blood from Stefan as it took all the Hunter had just to evade enough to make his injuries superficial rather than crippling.

By the time Draco finished addressing the other civilians Stefan quickstepped away a second time, both fighters bloodstained from the ordeal, but with the enemy clearly having the upper hand in the battle. As the civilians frantically dumped everything they could think to dump – with the ones that had listened more intently to Draco urging the rest to hurry disposing of as much burden as they could – the fur-clad figure quickstepped after Stefan once more, only to step straight into the Hunter's waiting blade, impaling itself through what seemed to be either the upper stomach or lower chest. Suffering this wound did not seem to dissuade the attacker either, though, and in that moment, with Stefan's weapon basically locked where it was buried in the other's flesh, the attacker [I]punched[/I] with its right hand. With the two-pronged fist weapon, this punch meant that both of the thick, curved spikes plunged deep into the left side of Stefan's chest and shoulder, respectively.

As the last civilian finished unloading herself and they all turned to start running down the street, where the giant still seemed to be in a fight of its own, the attacker reached up with its huge left hand, grasped Stefan's right shoulder and practically pulled the man off the weapon in its right hand. It lifted his feet off the ground, apparently squeezing his shoulder hard enough to force him to relinquish his hold of the sword that still impaled the other, and tossed him just several feet away where Stefan stumbled to the ground, crippled and disarmed.