After making it back to Glen's apartment, Erzsebet had spent the following day recovering from the bullet wounds. The shotgun had hurt a lot at close range, and Erzsebet had grown to realize that despite her advantages, the human's advancements in weaponry gave them the edge over her. The bullets moved impossibly fast. Far too fast for her to dodge them. She did know of an arcane vampire skill where they could dodge spears and deflect metals from their skin, but it had been long forgotten as vampires just never had much of a use for it. By the time they needed it, it was too late.
It was strange, thought Erzsebet suddenly, her attention taken from the internet as she wondered where Glen had gotten to. It wasn't just that Glen had been gone for a while; it was that Erzsebet felt no mental
