The girl laughed. "I'm not scared of some mystic vampire brat. We both know it's killing or being killed. I intend to stay alive, thank you very much. Besides, he was in the way of the wave, it wasn't technically my fault he's out."

A wave splashed on the shore, sending drops of water high into the air. Emerie knows she could easily have killed both of them by now- she probably should have- but she was enjoying this way too much. It was almost sickening, she realized, but she enjoyed the causation of suffering.