Hunts are easy for you. You’ve long since outgrown the fear and discomfort of hunting in the dead of night, ruthlessness against the creatures you pursues is a necessity, but you’re not without mercy if they prove beyond a reasonable doubt their true intentions.

"You’re weak." A voice taunts from above you.

It was a blood-thirsty vampire, and he was hungry. He made his way down, staring at you.