neo_xtreme said
Rayden's hair bristled slightly when he saw the first few vampires lunge out of the forest towards the village and them. Moving fluidly and using his vampiric speed,his wrist blades-which he had dipped into holy water at the church earlier-easily cut off the heads of 3 vampires,which fell to the ground lifeless. But more were coming from the forest. Snarling slightly,his blades flashed as he scythed through their ranks like a maelstrom of cutting steel. Vampire bodies fell all around him,headless but more took their place. Jumping back to the village,he retracted his blades and drew his double guns,Hunter and Predator,and fired at the nearest vampires. The bullets pierced their skulls and detonated,causing the sharpened pieces of wood inside the rounds to blow out the back of the head and hit the vampires behind the primary target. "You might need to get your hands dirty for this". When he saw Dresden,Rayden spat on the ground. "Dresden. Still lost,I see. Why can't you see that we could coexist peacefully? You just want to exterminate these humans like vermin. I'm sorry but I can't let you do that. My beliefs can't allow that. I can't allow that".
((Remember the vampires aren't trying to hurt you. Just Dresden. I thought this would be over way too quickly with 50 vampires on your case))
After the first vampires fell, it was obvious they weren't fighting back. However, the quickly moved away, the stream widening to prevent more than a few deaths, as they sidled away, the corpses of about seven vampires remaining. Dresden advanced darkly, his face filled with grim joy. "Do you have any idea how often we've tried that? This isn't the first pact. We've made hundreds. And ALWAYS, we are hunted down. Had you had the guts to challenge me to a fight over your beliefs, you would have died with honor. Instead, you turned your blade against the Pack as a whole, slicing down blood brother and blood sister."
It was Dresden's turn to spit, although his spit was red with blood. He smiled, showing off his spiked fangs. Unlike most vampires, every tooth in his mouth was spiked and long, a result of his ancient age. He advanced with confidence, believing the young vampire to be not much of a threat. He swiped at the vampire, slowing his movements. A mocking strike, implicating his low opinion of his opponent.