König stepped into the old city’s mall, his breath heavy and lungs burning from all the running he’s been doing trying to keep up with what he truly believes is a vampire. He has damaged the vamp and intends to finish the job.

“Why don’t you come out already, little bat?” He called out, his heavy boots almost drowning out his voice.

He takes a few steps forward when he hears a faint movement up in the distance. Immediately, he bolts towards the sound, his stake in hand.