Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27783182-20140210215513/@comment-5583506-20140227222840

Kashmira dropped her father's dagger in terror and held her hands in front of her eyes. She didn't want to see her incoming death.

She felt a sudden draft her by as someone grabbed the dagger from the ground and crossed blades with the vampire. It was Rashka... He had returned and pure hatred and anger burned in his eyes.

"We meet again, filthy vampire!" said Rashka and spat in the creature's face. "This one might have been weak last time we saw each other. He might still be weak, but his rage will make him live on and eventually rip your rotten heart from your chest! You hear?!"

A vein in Rashka's forehead pounded out of fury. Kashmira had never seen him like this. It looked like as if he was possessed. Possessed by the concentrated hatred he harbored against vampires and their ilk.

Rashka grinded his dagger harder against the longsword. "What you do towards Rashka this time will make no difference, vampire", he hissed. "And you will never harm his friends again! No matter how long time it takes! No matter where! No matter how! THIS... ONE... WILL... KILL YOU!!!"

Rashka riposted the vampire's sword causing stagger.