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Brunkas watched the two dead men speeding around in their van, toying with some of the newer hunters, who were naive enough to go charging blindly into a blatant trap. The great beast rolled his huge yellow eyes, blowing hot air out of his muzzle. 

The scent of necrotic flesh was thick in the night air, souring his nose and mouth. Those who dined on the dead were considered less than mongrels amongst Hunter society, but Brunkas had no intention of getting their sickly bodies anywhere near his mouth. 

Christakas and Dirakas slunk into place besides him, stooping down beneath his feral majesty. 

“These zombies must be tiring of their second lives.” Dirakas cackled, his golden fur glowing in the moonlight and his eyes fell upon the van. 

“Brothers,” Brunkas boomed “reacquaint them with death.” 

The two hunters roared from the pit of their stomachs, before leaping off of the squat building upon which they had stood, thundering down into the grimy streets bellow. The twins tore off after the Lost Boys, giddy with bloodlust as they closed in on the battered carcass of the van. 

“Degenerates…” Brunkas mumbled.  He did not expect them to last long, but they would bide him the time he needed. 

The great beast slipped quietly off of the rooftop, keeping to the shadows. He heaved a rusty storm drain open, wincing as the foul stench of ripe sewage came wafting up into his nostrils. Grunting slightly, the werewolf vaulted down into the tunnel below, landing in a river of thick sludge with a pronounced splash. His fur was damp with waste, all manner of filth leeched from the tunnel celling in mucky spikes, and rodents scattered about in the darkness. 

Slinking forwards, Brunkas padded quietly through the tide of muck, softening his footsteps with shadow-like grace, until he found himself under the storm drain which was positioned right beneath the Lost Boys. He grinned to himself, rows of sharp teeth glistening in the grim darkness of the sewage tunnel. 

Once the twins struck, he would burst out from beneath the wretched zombies, and tear them asunder.