Odin stood still, not even flinching once as the vampire moved about in front of him and his men. Her words meant naught to him, he had faced far worse than a single vampire, but her kind was not his quarry. He stayed his sword and allowed her to walk away. He then turned and decided to return back to camp, but he was halted by one of his men, "Sir? You're going to allow that vampire to simply walk? Are you mad!?"

"She is not our quarry... we are werewolf hunters and nothing more. We will not make the same mistake the Vigilant did over a hundred years ago."

"But si-!"

"If it bothers you that much, soldier. Why don't you join the Dawnguard?" Replied Odin. The man went silent and moved back into the ranks.