With the smoke generator (off) strapped to his belt and a humeral veil draped over his shoulders Martin kicked open the front gates and marched outside.
"Now to find the oldest and baddest vamper in town"
Martin strolled over the battlefield, walking from cover to cover.
He saw plenty of SOLDIERs and more than enough vampires, but most of them where fighting for their life and Martin doubted they'd survive the night. So not his target.