Scylla:
The suspect is on the move. We're not looking for Aphrodite Narolin. Abigail Wright is our target. Kill on sight. I repeat. Kill on sight. I sent out.
Growls broke out all over the room. You'd think a group of Alastairs' had attacked. A smile crept onto my face as I was surrounded. I extended my claws as my canines came down. The animal inside of me needs a release. She is savoring the kill to come. I can feel her prickling at the edges of my being.
The first vampire made a move. I moved out of the way of its claws barely dodging her. I swung my machete upward. Blood sprayed on the floor staining the white marble. The scent blurred my vision creating a frenzy. I growled feeling all of my senses come alive. I gripped the machete tightly moving forward not letting an
