"No," I said firmly. "I came to stop you."
"Stop us?" the other one said in a sneering tone. "Why would you want to do that? Don't you like human blood? Don't you enjoy the hunt?"
"No," I repeated. "I don't."
They laughed at me, as if I was a joke or a fool.
"You are pathetic," the first one said. "You are weak."
"You are unnatural," the second one said. "You are a traitor."
They moved closer to me, ready to attack me.
"You are outnumbered," they said in unison. "You are doomed."
They lunged at me, hoping to catch me off guard.
But they were wrong. I was not pathetic or weak. I was not unnatural or a traitor.
I was not outnumbered or doomed. I was strong and brave. I was loyal and noble.
I was alone but not afraid. I fought back with all my might.
I used my speed and agility t
