Tristan yelped in pain as his foot was twisted and he was slammed on the floor. He growled deeply in his chest and was about to get up when she grabbed his arm behind his back. He struggled for a while but with his new injuries combining with his loss of blood, he rested his head on the floor breathing heavily.
" if I hadn't got this bullet in me you would be all over the walls when you first walked in the room. " he spoke still trying to move a bit more. "One bite is all it takes. One bite. Then it's bye bye immortality, hello oblivion." He was trying to buy time and he wasn't sure if it was working. He just needed to get out of her grasp, grab the first box of medical supplies he could then run but he was feeling weak.
He blinked a few times to wake himself up and spoke again " so are you going to get your filthy hands off me or am I going to have to chew them off?" He took a deep breath and arched his body so his legs kicked the vampires back. He then rolled over pulling her with him but now he was on top of her. His hand around her throat the other arm raised to punch down. But the all to familiar feeling of wooziness came soon after, and he fell to the side next to her his eyes closing slowly.