Johnathan went to the battlefield and retrieved his sword. He then grabbed his van, and placed it in the middle of the city, still trumpeting religious music. The smoke machine was set to maximum, and Johnathan took several more out of his van, placing them at important locations around the area. For lesser vampires, the smoke would be like acid, and such copious amounts would kill them. However, even the ancients would be filled with pain, and no vampire could regenerate wounds when the power of the Lord burned at their flesh. Any vampires in the city wouldn't be able to remain hidden for long, with the smoke pouring through it. This would prevent spies attacking from the inside. Johnathan stood at the ready, smiling behind his mask. He was ready to fight.