Damien stepped out of the shadows, human eyes glaring over black cloth, an arrow pointed at David. "No." He said with deadly calm. "Stay... Conner, tie them up. We're doing some interrogations tonight." Damien noticed the poison taking affect in the were-panther, as expected. "He glanced at her, not moving his arrow. "You're quite resilient, weregirl. My arrows are tipped with cyanide, enough to kill humans and paralyze vampires." He looked back to David. "Don't try to run, because I can catch you, and don't try anything stupid either."