Tomas found that his calls for a cessation of violence were mostly ignored, with Vampires and Werewolves alike still throwing fists at each other. As Tomas watched the brawl, he prayed that no blood would be spilled, not because he didn’t want to see anyone harmed, but rather cause it would fuel a blood frenzy in both types of monsters who were fighting.

While he had his sword in his hand, Tomas was really hoping that he wouldn’t have to use it. While he was a creature of violence, being a Vampire and all, Tomas hated any unnecessary conflict. It made him stand out a little bit among the more blood frenzied Vampires that lived in Lunidio. But before Tomas could rush in with his weapon, a Werewolf turned to him and asked who he was.

[color=E04637]“I am Tomas Malik, a respected member of the community,”[/color] replied Tomas, [color=E04637]“And for the sake of the community I say you should cease this brawl. It’s pointless and just further divides us.”[/color]

“You’re just afraid us wolves will shred you bloodsuckers to pieces!” shouted another Werewolf.

Tomas turned toward the voice, only to see a fist flying straight for his face. Thankfully for Tomas, he had the power of it being night on his side, and as such had full access to his speed and reflexes. With a slight turn of his head, Tomas completely dodged the fist, his attacker stumbling into a stall behind Tomas.

[color=E04637]“I won’t ask again,”[/color] stated Tomas as he raised his sword.

Several of those fighting, both Vampire and Werewolf, turned to Tomas, apparently trying to deduce if he was a threat. Tomas remained on guard, his sword raised, prepared to knock some sense into his fellow Vampires if that was required.

Then another Vampire spoke, “Join us Brother Tomas. Let us show that we have dominion over the night!”

[color=E04637]“I’m really getting tired of this talk,”[/color] replied Tomas, [color=E04637]“We are all creatures of the night, and thus should work together.”[/color]

“Yes we are creatures of the night, but Vampires should rule over all,” responded the fanatic.

“Rules over this!” a Werewolf then shouted as he drove a dagger into the fanatic’s back.

With a hiss of pain, the fanatic Vampire ripped the dagger out of his back and then charged his attacker. Clearly the intensity of the fight had grown as both sides began wielding weapons. Tomas was unsure of what to do, as he knew violence was usually prohibited in the night market, and if he got involved his blood lust could take over and he might sever a few heads.

But before this new stage of the fight could begin, a loud shouting could be heard from the other side of the night market. Tomas turned to see a group of Night Guard, the monsters who preserved the law here in Lunidio, approach, swords and shields at the ready. In less than a minute they were flooding over the brawl, grabbing anyone nearby. Tomas would then be surprised when he was grabbed, as he hadn’t done anything. But he guessed they thought he was guilty by association. And it didn’t help that he had his sword out when they arrived.