He was walking in the dead of night roaming around, finding his victims. After the meeting of the Messiah. He was bored so he wanted blood, he heard noises as his piercing green eyes narrows, turns around as he grips someone's neck who was behind him....and it was you...the hunter.

What do you want hunter?...kill me..? Or death? He raised his hand that his nails became long claws ready to attack