Suddenly, he caught sight of something moving on the landing above them, something large and vast, bigger than any man he had ever seen before. The single eye of the vampire opened wide in shock and Soma gasped in surprise when blood exploded out of his opponent’s chest, washing out over Soma’s face, a massive stone hammer held in the air right before his face for the briefest of moments before it was yanked backwards upon a chain through the vampire’s body and into the owner’s hand.
Before him, the vampire of the fourth floor crumbled to dust, and he lifted his head to see the massive shape of another vampire, wild red hair falling past his waist and trailing upon the boards of the floor, a massive hammer held in his grasp, bound by a chain to his right wrist.
“I grew tired of waiting,”
