"Hm, your vampire ready Clare?" He asked with a turn of his head. Raising a corner of his mouth as he noticed it charging, he shuffled in front of her, holding his dagger to his chest.

"Arma." His body was covered in a black cloak, his eyes covered by a layer of red energy.

"Haud ignota loquor, hic et nunc, hic locus est ubi mors gaudet succurrere vitae..." He began to prepare an incantation, allowing his shadow to flail in front of him, prepared to intercept any attack, and even if the attack got by, it would have to get through his armor.