Snippet #2287806

Before Esme could do anything further, the vampire horse was attached once more from a different angle. A gun blast send one reeling, and moments later a shotgun to the stomach sent another down. This distraction allowed Esme to get herself out of the corner, careful to avoid the new hunter. After all, in this light, it would be hard to see the difference between her and one of the damned. She didn't want to be shot.

She watched as a blade whizzed by on of the beasts. She looked out, seeing as the man was tackled, a pile of vampire limbs landing atop the man. He was able to shove the beast away, as two more emerged from the crypts. Well, they just kept on coming. they would have to hit bottom eventually, right?

Jumping from the foundation to the grass surrounding the old church, she ran towards the tree where the blade was now planted. Ripping it out, she threw it, the blade slicing through the air. Knives being her specialty, the blade hit mark, knocking one of the new beasts back, the demon spawn falling into the crypt. His friend looked down, to where the beast had fallen, before hissing and charging towards the girl. Her throwing knife was produced, the silver blade smacking the target, the beast howling as it pierced the orb. Esme smirked, something about that sort of hit always being satisfying.

She moved towards him with a quick gait, legs dancing across the grass, back up to the foundation of the church. The beast was too distracted by his eye to notice the approaching hunter. One boot moving outwards, she tripped the beast, it handing on his back at her feet. Reaching to her belt, she grasped a stake, and planted it home with a strong smack.