The vampire opened his eyes to find that he was transported elsewhere. It was different from the normal form of extra dimensional travel he was used to, and definitely much more comfortable. The place he arrived to, however, was far less so.

"Man, it's fucking cold balls here" Jordan remarked. Though he was a vampire, human sensations didn't completely leave him. Without warm blood flowing through his veins, Jordan was even more so at a disadvantage. Jordan was quick though, to examine his surroundings. On either side of him, rather tall statues. In front of him, a man who looked much more comfortable. Jordan was actually a bit jealous at that point, but not enough that he really wanted to be in the other man's shoes, if it even was a man underneath all the armor.

Marshaling his thoughts, Jordan prepared for battle. "Ain't much fuckin' different from my usual job." the vampire muttered as he cracked his neck and knuckles.

"So, you're the fucker whose ass I have to kick right?" Jordan didn't wait for his opponent to respond "Well, I've got plenty of fuckin' time. It's not like I can fuckin' die of old fuckin' age anymore, or have a fuckin' sale I want to go to."