[center][color=a36209][h3]Leonil Drestback[/h3]
Location: Spring
Interacting with: Alaia/Aklenroth ([@Alivefalling]) Myra ([@Jellybeans]) Nathaniel ([@HumanMusic]) Cain ([@Warborn123]) [/color][/center]
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The fool of a vampire had called out his guards and began to surround him. They were multiplying rather quickly and his manticore roared in defiance. One vampire fell, thanks to Alaia's hands and a massive amount of illusions disappeared. Three remained in his path, surrounding him. One thing that was fun about being a werewolf is that they won't know you are one until you've transformed or have been hit with silver. Thankfully for him, none of these fools actually held silver in their hands nor were using magic to intimidate him. [color=a36209]"Human this, human that, how very fascinating how they assume so quickly."[/color] He muttered to his manticore before it raised its stinger and launched paralyzing quills at the hordes of vampire, hitting a multitude of them and killing two vampires.

Two more were slaughtered by the man with the helmet before he swerved towards Cain, the leader of the troupe. Lenil didn't concern himself with the man any further. He sped towards the remaining vampire who was the one who actually looked confused as to what happened and drove his flaming sword straight through his heart. Leonil had nothing against vampires, but in this situation, he couldn't leave a single one alive. The vampire screamed as the fire consumed it. 

His manticore, on the other hand, went for the werewolf once more - pouncing on it and then attempting to stab it with its stinger, with the full intention of injecting the poison directly at it. The manticore would swipe its close viciously at its enemy.

Leonil turned to Alaia and gave her a small smile as he removed his sword from the vampire who turned into ashes. [color=a36209]"M'lady, don't you think that would be a bit too desperate? Besides, a surprise wouldn't hurt when it truly counts."[/color] He pointed out. If they knew that he was a werewolf, then there was no way he could surprise his enemies with a trump card. Leonil knew that he had to make his transformation count. As a werewolf, he couldn't possibly keep his manticore going and that meant that the three headed werewolf would have no opponent aside from himself and Alaia, or even that strange woman from before. He had to defeat his demonized brethren first before he could transform.