The woman was so braaave Zel thought, inwardly chuckling to herself. At least she didn't cower at the prospect of her own spanwhistle (was that what the elite called one's demise?) Or perhaps she was unaware of what was coming? The vampire sighed, moving her eyes skywards in an eye roll. "No, actually," she responded mockingly. "In fact, I'm ready for some entertainment, aren't you?" Her eyes flashed dangerously. And with that, the vampire leaped off the rooftop, moving quickly to knock the wand out of the witch's hand. The other one would be disposed of rather easily.

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