It didn't really take long for Ray to feel the dizzying drunk sort of sensation of the loss of blood. While he had been bruised and a bit battered before, he hadn't suffered a great amount of blood loss despite the way his nose had been bleeding. It didn't take long, however, for the loss to be felt by him and his fighting attempts grew weaker.

Fuck. He was going to die. And it hurt like a damned bitch. But amid the pain, there was another strange sensation rushing through his body. Excitement? No, that couldn't be. That didn't make any sense. How could one be excited over the potential of dying. And dying in such a damned way? It had to be the adrenaline still coursing through his body, surely. But he couldn't quite shake that sense of excitement and almost.. pleasure.

And then just like that, it was over. The pain was still vague even as the vampire raised his arm up over his head likely so that he wouldn't bleed to death right there in the alley. His first thought was to throw a punch but he found his arms felt like lead. If it weren't for being held up, he'd probably have slumped to the ground. "Best I've ever had," he ended up sneering though his usual strength was evidently not quite where it normally would have been.

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