It was as if in mid-air she'd been kicked in the chest. The vampire let out a growl of rage as she crashed back into the alley she'd just leaped over. The little lamb had some kick to her after all. As soon as she hit the ground, Zel was righting herself. Looking down, she saw that her cloak had been torn from the thigh down. A guttural snarl ripped through her throat. "How dare you?" she bawled, baring her teeth, entirely focused on the woman in front of her. "I just acquired this, you ungrateful little roach."

With a flash of movement she made to grab the woman by the hair and wrench her down. "Do you have a painful death wish, little girl?" She inquired rhetorically, wishing to belittle the wench as much as possible.

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