Ez finished his rant's on combat shortly before Reni's face flashed a confused look. The thought of her going up against Matthew was eagerly rejected from his mind. Ez didnt even have full trust for the sketchy vampire beisde him, let alone would he trust one of the few humans he cared for in this world 's life be put in the hands of what could be his enemy.

"Maybe. For now, let's just stick to mental preperation shall we?"

It was obvious Ezekiel was avoiding pressing his friend up against a vampire; expecially Matthew who's strength levels matches Ez's on his mental charts. "Vampires are vain and like to talk. They figure they are immortal, so they carry themselves care free and ramble on during fights. Your best bet is to not humor them and power on through."

Ez stood out of the booth, waving a hand for Reni to follow him. The diner was completely empty, most people having abandoned the streets to seek refuge in the red and blue lights of gossip and blood. "Vampires are extremely fast and build most of their hand-to-hand fighting strategies off of that. Dont try and be faster then them, or you will end up over-thinking your actions and becoming predictable." Ezekiel swung powerfully and strategically at the air, his fists swinging at fake enemies as if a slow-motion boxing champion.

"Strength is right next to speed advantages when it comes to Vampires. Never, under any circumstances let one get ahole of you, or it's all over. I've seen vampires crush lead pipes with their hands. Thats where you're tools come in." Ezekiel stomped a foot down, a long blade flipping out of the front of his boot. "When in doubt, aim for the groin."

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Build my fear of what's out there
Cannot breathe the open air
Whisper things into my brain
Assuring me that I'm insane